I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of โthinkingโ and โenjoyingโ what they call โlivingโ, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds.
Jack KerouacThe one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death. But who wants to die?
Jack KerouacFor the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.
Jack KerouacAnd then weโll all go off to sweet life, โcause now is the time and we all know time!
Jack Kerouac