ACCEPT LOSS FOREVER

"great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion."

"you never die enough to cry."

"i felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remember it all. the woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling. Ecstasy, even, I felt, with flashes of sudden remembrance, and feeling sweaty and drowsy I felt like sleeping and dreaming in the grass"

"I'm a wretch, but i love, love."

"it no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now-girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and i accept lostness forever."

"accept loss forever"




so, Jack Kerouac, please rise from the dead and marry me.