Quotes about Journey
I want to marry a [guy], so i can rest my soul with [him] till we both get old. This can't go on all the time-- all this franticness and jumping around. We've got to go someplace, find something.
— Jack Kerouac
I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all
— Jack Kerouac
It's okay, girl, we'll make it till the sun goes down forever. And until then what you got to lose but the losing? We're fallen angels who didn't believe that nothing means nothing.
— Jack Kerouac
He had never felt anything like that before - yet somehow he knew that from now on he would always feel like that, always, and something caught at his throat as he realized what a strange sad adventure life might get to be, strange and sad and still much more beautiful and amazing than he could ever have imagined because it was so really, strangely sad.
— Jack Kerouac
And then we'll all go off to sweet life, 'cause now is the time and we all know time!
— Jack Kerouac
The road must eventually lead to the whole world. Ain't nowhere else it can go - right?
— Jack Kerouac
Yet this book is to prove that no matter how you travel, how 'successful' your tour, or foreshortened, you always learn something and learn to change your thoughts.
— Jack Kerouac
Dean: God exists without qualms. As we roll along this way, I am positive beyond doubt that everything will be taken care of for us - that even you, as you drive, fearful of the wheel - the thing will go along of itself and you won't go off the road and I can sleep.
— Jack Kerouac
I'll write long sad tales about people in the legend of my life - This part is my part of the movie, let's hear yours.
— Jack Kerouac
I'm an idealist who has outgrown my idealism I have nothing to do the rest of my life but do it and the rest of my life to do it
— 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." Jack Kerouac
— Jack Kerouac
You can't live in this world but there's no where else to go.
— Jack Kerouac