And the story of love is a long sad tale ending in graves. - 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."

"Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry."

"My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them."

"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another til I drop."

"Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy"