Beat Quotes
Beat Quote of the day
Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole.
The so-called Beat Generation was a whole bunch of people, of all different nationalities, who came to the conclusion that society sucked.
I'd learned myself by the age of sixteen that just as girls guarded their virginity, boys guarded something less tangible which they called Themselves.
Let your heart beat for music. Don't be a DJ for the wrong reasons, do it because you have a passion for it.
But youth has a future. The closer he came to graduation, the more his heart beat. He said to himself: “This is still not life, this is only the preparation for life.
It is still beautiful to hear the heart beat but often the shadow seems more real than the body.
Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain't this and that at all?
This is all very nice, because the ideas that Jack and the Beat generation stood for are needed today more than ever. But I'm not so interested in nostalgia. I'm interested in the future.
The satisfaction you get when you finally beat your dad is amazing, that rush of adrenaline.
Her heartbeat was in her hands, her heart beat the way she moved her head, her whole body was her heart beating.
I wish you luck,' she said, kissing him on the cheek. He still had the most beautiful eyes of any boy she'd ever seen. But now her heart beat so much faster for someone else.
It is necessary for me to establish a winner image. Therefore, I have to beat somebody.
The idiotic industry of an ant building his hill in the path of a glacier, and imagining that he is free.
I'm doing research for a large comic book on the Beat Generation guys - Allen Ginsberg and Jack Kerouac and those guys
The beat generation is a coffeehouse full of people expectantly looking at their watches waiting for the beat generation to come on.
I'd like a pop-up magazine with 45 articles on Russell Crowe. I'm like a teenager. I'd have 'Teen Beat' if I could, for grown-ups.
whiskey makes the heart beat faster but it sure doesn't help the mind and isn't it funny how you can ache just from the deadly drone of existence?
And then there's the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can't touch, or at lips that don't smile at me. Or hips that don't reach for me. And hearts that don't beat for me.
Like many nonconformist and beat generation writers, William S. Burroughs takes the outcasts of society as his theme.
They were like the man with the dungeon stone and gloom, rising from the underground, the sordid hipsters of America, a new beat generation that I was slowly joining.
You risk working with this director, you risk making this movie, you risk working with another actor you don't know. It makes your heart beat faster. And it keeps you interested.
Jill: 'I don't pay attention to politics.' Ben: 'You should. It's barely less important than your own heart beat.' Jill: 'I don't pay attention to that, either.'
Edward,' she mumbled softly. She was dreaming of me. Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to. 'Stay,' she sighed. 'Don't go. Please... don't go
We can understand the science of what makes a heart beat, but we can never stop it from breaking.
Sung Win smiled to himself, enjoying the tension across his shoulders and the way his pulse beat in his veins. All life involved risk.
Strive to be beyond what others perceive you to be, by striving beyond the limits of yourself.
If you ever look sideways at another man or attempt to refuse me I shall beat you. Got it?
Let's play double or nothing... you beat me... fair... now let's play again, let's see was that your lucky day or not!?
To vote or not... it really doesn't matter it = 1 vote... as for the others with one vote somebody could beat you.
Confession is for the confessor. It makes you feel good
...Cody is furiously explaining to his little son Tim 'Never let the right hand know what your left hand is doing'...Page 100.
We are blind and live our blind lives out in blindness. Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of the angels.
Miriam is upset. Her voice is stretched and I can't look at her. Perhaps they beat something out of her she didn't get back.
