Kerouac

Preface:
I LOVE TO READ.
During the school year, I was continually puhing back my beloved books, taking months to read Lolita, squeezing pages in between my fitful graveyard slumber and anxiety-ridden school day and my sloshy social weekends.

So on the journey, I am a literary animal. I've read some treasures and some muck too.

My most recent

ON THE ROAD BY JACK KEROUAC

(ugh this one absolutely kills me. I'll include a few quotes)



"They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because 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 that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn..."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 1, Ch. 1

"The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 1, Ch. 7

"We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess--across the night..."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 1, Ch. 9




I also dearly dearly reccomend

A CLOCKWORK ORANGE BY ANTHONZ BURGESS

"They don’t go into the cause of goodness, so why of the other shop? . . . Badness is of the self, the one, the you or me on our oddy knockies, and that self is made by old Bog or God and is his great pride and radosty. But the not-self cannot have the bad, meaning they of the government and the judges and the schools cannot allow the bad because they cannot allow the self. And is not our modern history, my brothers, the story of brave malenky selves fighting these big machines?"
-Chp 4












oooooh I have to go to a restaurant with my cousins, my life is wonderful and it's a friday (Freitag)