"Because in the end, you won't remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain"
"Way far back in the beginning of the world was the whirlwind warning that we could all be blown away like chips and cry- Men with tired eyes realize it now, and wait to deform and decay- with maybe they have the power of love yet in their hearts just the same, I just don't know what that word means anymore- All I want is an ice cream cone"
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Source: Jack Kerouac (1976). “On the Road”, p.92, Penguin
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