There are no random events, nor are there events or things that exist by and for themselves, in isolation.

... anılar hep yaşar. Onlardan kurtulamazsın. Asıl hayaletler onlardır.

He thought it probable that Miss Brooke liked him, and manners must be very marked indeed before they cease to be interpreted by preconceptions either confident or distrustful.

When daybreak came we were zooming through New Jersey with the great cloud of Metropolitan New York rising before us in the snowy distance. Dean had a sweater wrapped around his ears to keep warm. He said we were a band of Arabs coming in to blow up New York.

Written By Jack Kerouac

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