Dharma Bums refusing to subscribe to the general demand that they consume production and therefore have to work for the privilege of consuming, all that cramp they didn't really want anyway such as refrigerators, TV sets, cars, at least new fancy cars, certain hair oils and deodorants and general junk you finally always see a week later in the garbage anyway, all of them imprisoned in a system of work, produce, consume, work, produce, consume.
Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again. Born writers of the future are amazed already at what they're seeing now, what we'll all see in time for the first time, and then see imitated many times by made writers.
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What this quote means
Genius cultivates new ideas while talent refines and reproduces existing ones.
In this quote, Jack Kerouac emphasizes the distinction between genius and talent, suggesting that true genius creates original and unparalleled work, while talent is more focused on delivering and imitating those original creations. He reflects on the visionary insights of remarkable artists like Rembrandt and Van Gogh, asserting that their unique perspectives will never be replicated, even as future writers are inspired by their visions and strive to capture their essence in new forms through imitation and interpretation.
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Example use cases
In a speech about the influence of artists, I could use this quote to highlight the importance of originality in art.
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My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women's feet and asked for forgiveness.
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