I Know, Right?

This from On the Road: The Original Scroll version, which is mainly like the other one except it has Wolverine:

I had to sleep in the railroad station on a bench; at dawn the ticketmasters threw me out. Isn't it true that you start your life a sweet child believing in everything under his father's roof, then comes the day of the Laodiceans, when you know you are wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked, and with the visage of a gruesome grieving ghost you go shuddering through nightmare life.

He was hungry.

And this one:

"Where do you live Ponzo?" I asked. "Nowhere man. I'm supposed to live with Big Rosie but she threw me out last night. I'm gonna get my truck and sleep in it to-night." Guitars tinkled. Bea and I gazed at the stars together and kissed. "Mañana," she said, "everything'll be allright tomorrow, don't you think Jackie-honey man?" "Sure baby, Mañana." It was always Mañana. For the next week that was all I heard, Mañana, a lovely word and one that probably means heaven.