cliches are truisms and all truisms are true
Bein Crazy is the least of my worries.
Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back
Besides, all my New York friends were in the negative, nightmare position of putting down society and giving their tired bookish or political or psychoanalytical reasons, but Dean just raced in society, eager for bread and love.
The unspeakable visions of the individual.
After all, a homeless man has reason to cry, everything in the world is pointed against him.