Jack Kerouac Quotes About Eternity

Quotes about: Eternity

• Listen closely... the eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all this, and has been going on, and will go on and on. This is because the world is nothing but a dream and is just thought of and the everlasting eternity pays no attention to it.

  Jack Kerouac

  Dream, Silence, Attention

  Jack Kerouac (1960). “The Scripture of the Golden Eternity: Pocket Poets Number 51”, p.57, City Lights Books

• It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.

  Jack Kerouac

  Jealous, Add, Want

  Jack Kerouac (2011). “Big Sur”, p.80, Penguin

• I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering 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.

  Jack Kerouac

  Dream, Wisdom, Song

  Jack Kerouac (2007). “Road Novels 1957-1960”

• but that's alright because now everything'll be alright & we'll soothe the forever boys & girls & before we're thru we'll find a name for this Goddam Golden Eternity & tell a story too

  Jack Kerouac

  Girl, Boys, Names

  Jack Kerouac (2016). “Old Angel Midnight”, p.1, City Lights Publishers

• the golden eternity is { }

  Jack Kerouac

  Golden, Eternity

  Jack Kerouac, Ann Charters (1995). “The portable Jack Kerouac”, Penguin Group USA

• The dream is already ended and we're already awake in the golden eternity.

  Jack Kerouac

  Dream, Golden, Eternity

  Jack Kerouac (2016). “Old Angel Midnight”, p.6, City Lights Publishers

• -no girl had ever moved me with a story of spiritual suffering and so beautifully her soul showing out radiant as an angel wandering in hell and the hell the selfsame streets I'd roamed in watching, watching for someone just like her and never dreaming the darkness and the mystery and eventuality of our meeting in eternity.

  Jack Kerouac

  Girl, Dream, Spiritual

  Jack Kerouac (1958). “The Subterraneans”, p.36, Grove Press

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