Excerpts from On The Road.
“This is the story of America, everyone’s doing what they think they’re supposed to.”
“Well, lackadaddy, I was on the road again.”
“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.”
“…this was my kind of girl and my kind of girlsoul, and I told her that…”
“How sad it was. Our minds, with their store of madness had diverged.”
“…most of the time we were alone and mixing up our souls ever more and ever more till it would be terribly hard to say good-by.”
“I looked up at the dark sky and prayed to God for a better break in life and a better chance to do something for the little people I loved. Nobody was paying attention to me up there. I should have known better.”