of Jack Kerouac
That’s not writing, that’s typing!
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
of Jack Kerouac
That’s not writing, that’s typing!
The oldest books are only just out to those who have not read them.
on playing chess against a slow playing opponent The slowness of genius is hard to bear, but the slowness of…
Loneliness A hawk hovers in the air. Two white gulls float on the stream. Soaring with the wind, it is…