"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Sunday, March 10, 2013
There'll be no editing. This book was dictated by the Holy Ghost.
- Jack Kerouac, upon being told his manuscript of On the Road (typed onto a 120 ft. roll of teletype paper) would need to be cut into pages for editing.