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Art1 quote
Art should be independent of all claptrap-should stand alone, and appeal to the artistic sense of eye or ear, without confounding this with emotions entirely foreign to it, as devotion, pity, love, patriotism, and the like. All these have no kind of concern with it. — James McNeill Whistler · 1890Beautiful women1 quote
Pretty girls make graves. — Jack Kerouac · 1958Beauty1 quote
Pretty girls make graves. — Jack Kerouac · 1958Communication1 quote
I am not arguing with you-I am telling you. — James McNeill Whistler · 1890Dangers of love1 quote
Pretty girls make graves. — Jack Kerouac · 1958Enjoying life1 quote
Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH... — Jack Kerouac · 1962Kindness1 quote
Rest and be kind, you don't have to prove anything. — Jack Kerouac · 1958Life1 quote
Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH... — Jack Kerouac · 1962Nature of art1 quote
Art should be independent of all claptrap-should stand alone, and appeal to the artistic sense of eye or ear, without confounding this with emotions entirely foreign to it, as devotion, pity, love, patriotism, and the like. All these have no kind of concern with it. — James McNeill Whistler · 1890Nothing to prove1 quote
Rest and be kind, you don't have to prove anything. — Jack Kerouac · 1958Self-acceptance1 quote
Rest and be kind, you don't have to prove anything. — Jack Kerouac · 1958Taking a different path1 quote
But then they danced down the street like dingle-dodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everbody goes "Awww!" — Jack Kerouac · 1957