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 manners, abominable at times, can be sweet.

To correct a natural indifference I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun, and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything.

The judge said I was a menace to society because I had put crime on a scientific basis.

A man would do nothing if he waited until he could do it so well that no one could find fault.