April 2010
“So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river
pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land
that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that
road going, and all the people dreaming in the immensity of it… and tonight
the stars’ll be out, and don’t you know that God is Pooh Bear?” —Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via wordpainting)
pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land
that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that
road going, and all the people dreaming in the immensity of it… and tonight
the stars’ll be out, and don’t you know that God is Pooh Bear?” —Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via wordpainting)