Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Reminiscing.

We were a generation of furtives. You know, with an inner knowledge there's no use flaunting on that level, the level of the 'public,' a kind of beatness- I mean being right down to it, to ourselves, because we all really know where we are- and a weariness with all the forms, all the conventions of the world.

.Jack Kerouac