My soul is calm and bright as the morning mountains. But they believe I am cold, that I jeer, that I deal in terrible jests. And now they look at me and laugh, and in laughing they hate me too. There is ice in their laughter.

Kitani ajeezb baat hain na, Kisise baat na karn pana humko bhut tadpata h, Aur kisise baat karlena humara mood kharab kar jata h. # priority matters.

The dunes are changed by the wind, but the desert never changes. That's the way it will be with our love for each other

O Rosey, why don't you stay just home and eat chocolate bars and read Boswell  all this society-izing will bring you nothing but lines of anxiety on your face -- and a sociable smile ain't nothing but teeth

Written By Jack Kerouac

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