I ate apple pie and ice cream — it was getting better as I got deeper into Iowa, the pie bigger, the ice cream richer. There were the most beautiful … - Jack Kerouac

So I rushed past the pretty girls, and the prettiest girls in the world live in Des Moines.

the only people that interest me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing.. but burn, burn, burn like roman candles across the night.

It's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies

After all this kind of fanfare, and even more, I came to a point where I needed solitude and to just stop the machine of 'thinking' and 'enjoying' what they call 'living,' I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds...