Whither goest thou America … ?

Neal and I and Louanne talking of the value of life as we sped along, in such thoughts as “Whither goest thou America in thy shiny car at night?” and in the mere fact that we were together under such rainy circumstances talking heart to heart. Seldom had I been so glad of life.

[Jack Kerouac’s notes for On the Road; New York Public Library; July 2011.]