13 October 2016
Tristessa
Jack Kerouac

Highlights

…I got no guts to do it - Got heart not to…
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Since beginningless time and into the never-ending future, men have loved women without telling them, and the Lord has loved them without telling, and the void is not the void because there’s nothing to be empty of.
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The little kitty is mewing rapidly for meat — himself a little piece of quivering meat — soul eats soul in the general emptiness.
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I wish I could communicate to all their combined fears of death the Teaching that I have heard from Ages of Old, that recompenses all that pain with soft reward of perfect silent love abiding up and down an in and out everywhere past, present, and future in the Void unknown where nothing happens and all simply is what it is. But they know that themselves, beast and jackal and love woman, and my Teaching of Old is indeed so old they’ve heard it long ago before my time.