G. Bataille – Story of the Eye

I was out in the open country, having left the following note on my mother’s night table:

“I beseech you not to send the police after me for I am carrying a gun , and the first  bullet will be for the policeman , the second for myself. “

 

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J. Kerouac -The Dharma Bums

“I see a vision of a great rucksack revolution thousands or even millions of young Americans wandering around with rucksacks, going up to mountains to pray, making children laugh and old men glad, making young girls happy and old girls happier, all of ’em Zen Lunatics who go about writing poems that happen to appear in their heads for no reason and also by being kind and also by strange unexpected acts keep giving visions of eternal freedom to everybody and to all living creatures …”

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