Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems Quotes

“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of the night.”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“No rest       without love, no sleep       without dreams of love—       be mad or chill obsessed with angels       or machines, the final wish       is love —cannot be bitter,       cannot deny, cannot withhold       if denied:     the weight is too heavy”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked... who wandered around and around at midnight in the railroad yard wondering where to go, and went, leaving no broken hearts...”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“The grime was no man’s grime but death and human locomotives,
all that dress of dust, that veil of darkened railroad skin, that smog of cheek, that eyelid of black mis’ry, that sooty hand or phallus or protuberance of artificial worse-than-dirt—industrial—modern—all that civilization spotting your crazy golden crown—
and those blear thoughts of death and dusty loveless eyes and ends and withered roots below, in the home-pile of sand and sawdust, rubber dollar bills, skin of machinery, the guts and innards of the weeping coughing car, the empty lonely tincans with their rusty tongues alack, what more could I name, the smoked ashes of some cock cigar, the cunts of wheelbarrows and the milky breasts of cars, wornout asses out of chairs & sphincters of dynamos—all these
entangled in your mummied roots—and you there standing before me in the sunset, all your glory in your form!”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“The weight of the world       is love. Under the burden       of solitude, under the burde       of dissatisfaction    the weight, the weight we carry       is love.”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns? This is my rocket my personal rocket I send up my message Beyond Someone to hear me there”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“Money! Money! Money! shrieking mad celestial money of illusion! Money made of nothing, starvation, suicide! Money of failure! Money of death! Money against Eternity! and eternity's strong mills grind out vast paper of Illusion!”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“fortunately all governments will fall
the only ones which won't fall are the good ones
and the good ones don't yet exist”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“Money has reckoned the soul of America 
Congress broken thru to the precipice of Eternity 
the president built a War machine which will vomit and rear up Russia out of Kansas 
The American Century betrayed by a mad Senate which no longer sleeps with its wife

- Death to Van Gogh's Ear!”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“No point writing when the spirit doth not lead.”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“The message is: Widen the area of consciousness.”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems

“but I will die only for poetry, that will save the world”
― Allen Ginsberg, Howl, Kaddish and Other Poems