“My own experience is that a certain kind of genius among students is best brought out in bed.”

“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving...”

“The madman bum and angel beat in time with the absolute heart of the poem butchered out of their own bodies good to eat a thousand years”

“a communist conspiracy among the youth ... speakers on campuses/trained to condition idealistic brains”

“I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber,poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys. I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops?What price bananas? Are you my Angel?”

“I saw the best minds of my generation who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time, & alarm clocks fell on their heads every day for the next decade.”

“The hero surviving his own murder, his own suicide, his own addiction, surviving his own disappearance from the scene”