You are the equal of the idol who has given you your inspiration

We were all delighted, we all realized we were leaving confusion and nonsense behind and performing our one and noble function of the time, move.

The unspeakable visions of the individual.

Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain't this and that at all?

She brooded and bit her rich lips: my soul began its first sink into her, deep, heady, lost; like drowning in a witches' brew, Keltic, sorcerous, starlike.

It's pretty amazing to see a guy, while steering at the wheel, suddenly raise his little 300 dollar German camera with one hand and snap something that's on the move in front of him, and through an unwashed windshield at that. (On the road with Robert Frank, 1958)

At night in this part of the West the stars, as I had seen them in Wyoming, were as big as Roman Candles and as lonely as the Prince who's lost his ancestral home and journeys across the spaces trying to find it again, and knows he never will.