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"I'm a soul, but I'm not a ghost."
"You are what you think about all day."
"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it. Resist it, and your soul will grow sick with longing for the things it has forbidden to itself, with desire for what its monstrous laws have …"
"I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying."
"I am a mystery, and I am a secret, and I am a riddle, and I am a paradox, and I am a contradiction, and I am a truth."
American Beat poet whose Howl (1956) faced an obscenity trial and became a counterculture manifesto. Closely associated with Jack Kerouac (Beat novelist, On the Road) and William S. Burroughs (fellow Beat, Naked Lunch). For an intellectual contrast, see T.S. Eliot, high-modernist poet of The Waste Land — Ginsberg's open-line confessional Beat verse was a deliberate rejection of Eliot's allusive academic formalism — the two halves of mid-century American poetry.
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