Jack Kerouac Quotes

I don't know what 'home' or 'abroad' is any more.

I don't recognize my former self. Like I'm on the outside looking in at my life. Who is that guy?

I love hats. I've always loved hats.

Sometimes I wonder where I am from. I am either way ahead or I come from another world. I don't recognise this world.

My face is muffled in my mother's clothing. Her rhinestones injure me. See: my feet are going. Fish flee the forefinger of my aunt. The sun streams over the geraniums. What has this to do with what I feel, with what I am.

I got you plenty of hats at home, Vickie, what are you doing?

It was awkward, revisiting a world you have never seen before: like coming home, after a long journey, to someone else’s house.

I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.

You know what's the rage this year? ...Hats.

I’m living in separate universes, and I have no idea where I actually belong.

By the time I make my way to the border of Mauritania, to the edge of the Sahara, I see no end to being lost. You can spend your entire life simply falling in that direction. It isn't a station you reach but just the general state of going down. Once you make it back, if you make it back, you will stand before your long-lost friends but in some essential way they will no longer know you.

I'm not wearing a golden sombrero.

This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.

I came to London. It had become the center of my world and I had worked hard to come to it. And I was lost.

I liked myself better when I wasn't me.

Being a kid, as all kids do, you feel out of place or like kind of a freak. You wake up feeling like your head got put onto someone else's body that day.

I'd always somehow felt slightly as if I'd been born in the wrong country.

Most of my films seem to be about people bewildered by the world around them, who don't fit into it and are trying to understand it.

I think I've always had a disconnect from what I'm supposed to be like.

Hats divide generally into three classes: offensive hats, defensive hats, and shrapnel.

I'm a misplaced American, but don't know where I was misplaced.

I've often felt I don't belong quite wherever I am.

I don't feel that I belong anywhere. Or rather, if there's a place I belong, I don't feel I'm there.

All my heroes wore coats and ties to work. What happened to men wearing hats? Maybe I should bring back hats.

Most of the time, I'm a little bewildered or sort of feel out of place.