10 Markings - Jack Kerouac


Because in the end, you won't remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.

Practice kindness all day to everybody and you will realize you're already in heaven now.

I have the right ideas, but my words are too... complicated. I need to simplify them, so that people won't get lost in the dark when they see and hear them. I want them to shine like beacons of light in a world of overly complicated darkness. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize 'The stars are words' and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words, and so is this world too. And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.

Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.

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.

I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted.

Put down the pen someone else gave you.

No one ever drafted a life worth living on borrowed ink.

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