Jack Kerouac

Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.

My witness is the empty sky.

My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.

I'd date someone younger or older; age doesn't matter to me. Or looks, really - it's all about maturity.

I am in Boston right now, in fact, to do work at the New England Historical Genealogical Library, where I'm trying to finish up tracing my lineage back to the seventeenth century.