I don’t know anything except that parts make a whole. And that though the world is populated by beasts and ignoramuses, there are still a few people worth living for, here and there. Because parts make a whole, I cannot be swayed one way or the other by any part, person, event, idea or season any more.
— Jack Kerouac (October 19, 1949) (via smut-to-go) (via morethanwebargainedfor)
