Yvette V

“She was a nice little girl, simple and true, and tremendously frightened of sex. I told her it was beautiful. I wanted to prove this to her. She let me prove it, but I was too impatient and proved nothing.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“I had nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“Dean took out other pictures. I realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered, stabilized-within-the-photo lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, or actual night, the hell of it, the senseless nightmare road. All of it inside endless and beginningless emptiness.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road