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It's not that I can't fall in love. It's really that I can't help falling in love with too many things all at once. So, you must understand why I can't distinguish between what's platonic and what isn't, because it's all too much and not enough at the same time.
— Jack Kerouac
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you.
— Jack Kerouac
Man, wow, there's so many things to do, so many things to write! How to even begin to get it all down and without modified restraints and all hung-up on like literary inhibitions and grammatical fears...
— Jack Kerouac
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion
— 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 he was always tremendously generated towards complete relationship with his women to the point where they ended up in one convoluted octopus mess of souls and tears and fellatio and hotel room schemes and rubbing in and out of cars and doors and great crises in the middle of the night... (p. 128)
— Jack Kerouac
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop.
— 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
I have fallen in love with you,God.
— Jack Kerouac
he wanted so much to live...
— Jack Kerouac
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 and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!
— Jack Kerouac
And a kind of holy lightning I saw flashing from his excitement and his visions, which he described so torrentially
— Jack Kerouac