We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked at each other for the last time.
Jack KerouacItโs not that I canโt fall in love. Itโs really that I canโt help falling in love with too many things all at once. So, you must understand why I canโt distinguish between whatโs platonic and what isnโt, because itโs all too much and not enough at the same time.
Jack KerouacAnybody doesn't like these pitchers don't like potry, see? Anybody don't like potry go home see television shots of big hatted cowboys being tolerated by kind horses. Robert Frank, Swiss, unobtrusive, nice, with that little camera that he raises and snaps with one hand he sucked a sad poem right out of America onto film, taking rank among the poets of the world. To Robert Frank I now give this message: You got eyes.
Jack Kerouac