He and I suddenly saw the whole country like an oyster for us to open; and the pearl was there, the pearl was there.
Some people have vibrations that come straight from the vibrating heart of the sun, unjaded...
There are immeasurable star misty aeons of universes more numerous than the sands in all the galaxies, multiplied by a billion lightyears of multiplication, in fact if I were to go on you’d be scared and couldn’t comprehend and you’d despair so much you’d drop dead,′ that’s what he just about said in one of those sutras – -.
It was a joy, though, to get down into the valley and lose sight of all that open sky space underneath everything and finally, as it got graying five o’clocking, about a hundred yards from the other boys and walking alone, to just pick my way singing and thinking along the little black cruds of a deer trail through the rocks, no call to think or look ahead or worry, just follow the little balls of deer crud with your eyes cast down and enjoy life.
I play games with her fabulous eyes and she longs to be in a monastery.
If all the world were green, there would be no such thing as the color green. Similarly, men cannot know what it is to be together without otherwise knowing what it is to be apart. If all the world were love, then, how could love exist? This is why we turn away from each other on moments of great happiness and closeness. How can we know happiness and closeness without contrasting them, like lights?
The American police are involved in psychological warfare against those Americans who don’t frighten them with imposing papers and threats. It’s a Victorian police force; it peers out of musty windows and wants to inquire about everything, and can make crimes if the crimes don’t exist to its satisfaction.
If you drop a rose in the Hudson River at its mysterious source in the Adiron dacks, think of all the places it journeys by as it goes out to sea forever – think of that wonderful Hudson Valley.
All I want from this book is a living, enough money to make a living, buy a farm and some land, work it, write some more, travel a little, and so on.
And all you hearts who love life realize now that to love is to love-.
I’m a fool, the new day rises on the world and on my foolish life: I’m a fool, I loved the blue dawns over racetracks and made a bet Ioway was sweet like its name, my heart went out to lonely sounds in the misty springtime night of wild sweet America in her powers, the wetness on the wire fence bugled me to belief, I stood on sandpiles with an open soul, I not only accept loss forever, I am made of loss – I am made of Cody, too -.
God who is everything possesses the eye of awakening, like dreaming a long dream of an impossible task.
I started to cry. And I looked up and saw the bleak pines by the bleak mills of Roanoke Rapids with one final despair, like the despair of a man who has nothing left to do but leave the earth forever.
Be in love with everything .
I was getting drunk and didn’t care; everything was fine.
A peaceful sorrow at home is the best I’ll ever be able to offer the world, in the end, and so I told my desolation angels goodbye. A new life for me.
The world was upsidedown hanging in an ocean of endless space and here were all these people sitting in theatres watching movies.
On the wall hung a picture of an ugly old Cape Cod house. His friends said, ‘Why do you have that ugly thing hanging there?’ and Bull said, ‘I like it because it’s ugly.
Soon I’ll find the right words, they’ll be very simple.
I told you it was kicks. Everybody’s kicks, man!