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 who... burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles.

Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars. Read Summary

Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night? Read Summary

Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life. Read Summary

Avoid the world, it's just a lot of dust and drag and means nothing in the end. Read Summary

You can't teach the old maestro a new tune. Read Summary

A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world. Read Summary

As you get older, you get more... genealogical. Read Summary

I didn't dictate sections of 'Visions of Cody'. I typed up a segment of taped conversation with Neal Cassady, or Cody, talking about his early adventures in L.A. It's four chapters. Read Summary

Accept loss forever. Read Summary

I really hate to write. Read Summary