Quotes on Hipster

Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you've got about a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies - "God damn it, you've got to be kind."

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of the night.

Boring damned people. All over the earth. Propagating more boring damned people. What a horror show. The earth swarmed with them.

Sometimes skulls are thick. Sometimes hearts are vacant. Sometimes words don't work.

The world is not a wish-granting factory.

You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.

But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.

My thoughts are starts I can't fathom into constellations.

He was one of the numerous and varied legion of dullards, of half-animated abortions, conceited, half-educated coxcombs, who attach themselves to the idea most in fashion only to vulgarize it and who caricature every cause they serve, however sincerely.

The visionary is the only realist.

Not following her is the hardest thing I've ever done.

We only have so long to play in the dirt and ask questions of rivers.

The Beat Generation, that was a vision that we had, John Clellon Holmes and I, and Allen Ginsberg in an even wilder way, in the late forties, of a generation of crazy, illuminated hipsters suddenly rising and roaming America, serious, bumming and hitchhiking everywhere, ragged, beatific, beautiful in an ugly graceful new way.

I love deadlines. I like the whooshing noise they make as they go by.

I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of.

This star won't go out. And it won't. we won't let it.

As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story.

It turns out that, somehow, there are a tremendous number of things to be optimistic about.

That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.

The world may be broken, but hope is not crazy.

She was not an adventure, she was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl.