| Quote #7
"I'll stand by the drape of the window night listening to the babble of all the world and I'll tell you about it" (31.7)
Remember that this is exactly what Jack tried to do when he wrote his poem "Sea" in Chapter Seven.
| Quote #8
I stand by the window looking out on the glittering San Francisco night with its magic cardboard houses. (31.7)
After spending time in the woods at Big Sur, Jack finds an artificiality and superficiality in the city.
| Quote #9
Tho when I look out of Cody's livingroomwindow just then I do see my star still shining for me as it's done allthese 38 years over crib, out ship windows, jail windows, over sleepingbagsonly now it's dummier and dimmer and getting blurreder damnit as tho even myown star be now fading away from concern for me as I from concern for it...
And yet, at the end of the novel, Jack returns to the idea of the stars as an ever-present comfort. Check out "What's Up with the Ending?" for a discussion of such contradictions in mood.