For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.


On the Road (ed. Viking Press, 1957)


For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.

For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.

For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.

For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.