Great quotes from "Howl' by Allen Ginsberg

Arguably one of the greatest, moving and thought provoking poems that has ever been written must be "Howl" from the tireless and timeless mind of Mr. Allen Ginsberg. Below I have just extracted many lines and phrases that I personally adore. I hope you find intrigue and inspiration by these words just as I have.



Part I

• I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness

• Looking for an angry fix

• Hollow-eyed and high

• Windows of the skull

• Radiant cool eyes hallucinating

• Listening to the Terror through the wall

• With dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol

• Brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of

• Crack of doom

• Hydrogen jukebox

• With brilliant eyes

• Bone-grind-ings

• Seeking visionary Indian angels

• Seeking jazz or sex or soup

• A hopeless task

• The narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism

• Trembling before the machinery of other skeletons

• To open to a room full of steam heat and opium

• Their heads shall be crowned with laurel in oblivion

• Who retired to Mexico to cultivate a habit

• Nothing but a hopeful little bit of hallucination


Part II


• In modern English usage, "Moloch" can refer derivatively to any person or thing which demands or requires costly sacrifices.

• Moloch is the biblical idol in Leviticus to whom the Canaanites sacrificed children.

• Moloch is also the name of an industrial, demon-like figure in Fritz Lang's Metropolis

• Moloch whose mind is pure machinery!

• Moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb!

• Moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows!

• Moloch who entered my soul early!

• Moloch in whom I am a consciousness without a body!

• Moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy!

• Invincible mad houses!

• Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstasies!

gone down the American river!

• Dreams! adoration's! illuminations! religions! the whole

boatload of sensitive bullshit!

• Highs! Epiphanies! Despairs!

• They saw it all!

The wild eyes! the holy yells! They bade farewell!

They jumped off the roof! to solitude! waving!

carrying flowers! Down to the river! into the street!


Part III


• The soul is innocent and immortal it should never die ungodly in an armed madhouse

• Where fifty more shocks will never return your soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a cross in the void


Footnote


• The madman is holy as you my soul are holy!

• Holy the hallucinations

• Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent kindness of the soul!