I remember the first time I read Jack Kerouac’s On the Road. It was my first Kerouac, although not the first of his books that I actually finished. Dharma Bums will forever claim that title for me.
But with On the Road, I was instantly hooked on his writing style. It varies significantly from my own (namely, his long, stream of consciousness phrasing), but the nearly electrical charge that can be felt in each of Kerouac’s words stuck with me.
The below trailer looks beautiful, and I hope the movie captures the wild spirit of his writing.
A few favorite quotes:
“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.”
“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”
“What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? – it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.”
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