Now you understand the Oriental passion for tea," said Japhy. "Remember that book I told you about the first sip is joy, the second is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth is ecstasy. |
Now you understand the Oriental passion for tea," said Japhy. "Remember that book I told you about the first sip is joy, the second is gladness, the third is serenity, the fourth is madness, the fifth is ecstasy. |
Offer them what they secretly want and they of course immediately become panic-stricken. |
Oh little Cody Pomeray if there had been some way to send a cry to you even when you were too little to know what utterances and cries are for in this dark sad earth, with your terrors in a world so malign and inhospitable, and all the insults from heaven ramming down to crowd your head with anger, pain, disgrace, worst of all the crapulous poverty in and out of every splintered door of days, if someone could have said to you then, and made you perceive, "Fear life, but don't die; you're alone, everybody's alone. Oh Cody Pomeray, you can't win, you can't lose, all is ephemeral, all is hurt." |
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life. |
The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great that I thought I was in a dream. |
The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great that I thought I was in a dream. |
The beat generation |
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww! |
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. |
What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? -it's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” |
What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take? |
Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night? |
Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night? |
Why did I allow myself to be bored ever in the past and to compensate for it got high or drunk or rages or all the tricks people have because they want anything but serene understanding of just what there is, which is after all so much. |