My story is endless. I put in a teletype roll, you know, you know what they are, you have them in newspapers, and run it through there and fix the margins and just go, go - just go, go, go. Jack Kerouac endlessfixmargin Change image and share on social
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them. Jack Kerouac controlfailurefault Change image and share on social
The Catholic Church is a weird church. Much mysticism is sown broadspread from its ritual mysteries till it extends into the very lives of its constituents and parishoners. Jack Kerouac broadspreadcatholicchurch Change image and share on social
It is not my fault that certain so-called bohemian elements have found in my writings something to hang their peculiar beatnik theories on. Jack Kerouac beatnikbohemiancall Change image and share on social
My manners, abominable at times, can be sweet. Jack Kerouac abominablemannersweet Change image and share on social
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life. Jack Kerouac batterlifelong Change image and share on social
