They spent all week saving pennies and went out Saturdays to spend fifty bucks in three hours.

Go moan for man. It's the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.

I loved the way she said 'LA'; I love the way everybody says 'LA' on the Coast; it's their one and only golden town when all is said and done.

Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again.

Life was dense, dark, ancient. They watched Dean, serious and insane at his raving wheel, with eyes of hawks. All had their hands outstretched. They had come down from the back mountains and higher places to hold forth their hands for something they thought civilization could offer, and they never dreamed the sadness and the poor broken delusion of it.

I suddenly discovered the delight of rebellion.

This was really the way my whole road experience began, and the things that were to come are too fantastic not to tell.