I looked up at the dark sky and prayed to God for a better break in life and a better chance to do something for the little people I loved.

Return those shoes to the shoemaker Return this hand to my father This pillow to the pillowmaker Those slippers to the shop. That wainscot to the carpenter, But my mind my tranquil and eternal Mind Return it to whom?

The best teacher is experience and not through someone's distorted point of view

And with joy you realize for the first time "Thinking's just like not thinking — So I don't have to think any more".

I felt free and therefore I was free.

The bartenders are the regular band of Jack, and the heavenly drummer who looks up to the sky with blue eyes, with a beard, is wailing beer-caps of bottles and jamming on the cash register and everything is going to the beat - It's the beat generation, its béat, it's the beat to keep, it's the beat of the heart, it's being beat and down in the world and like oldtime lowdown.

I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.