There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.
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There was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars.
A sociable smile is nothing but a mouth full of teeth.
Houses are full of things that gather dust.
You'd be surprised how little I knew even up to yesterday.
All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.
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.
I was surprised, as always, be how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
Life must be rich and full of loving, it's no good otherwise, no good at all, for anyone.
I believed in a good home, in sane and sound living, in good food, good times, work, faith and hope. I have always believed in these things. It was with some amazement that I realized I was one of the few people in the world who really believed in these things without going around making a dull middle class philosophy out of it. I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.