“Poor Doctor Sax stood drooped and sad at his forge works. The fire was blue, the blue cave roof was blue, everything, shadow was blue, my shoes were blue— . . .

I uprolled my sleeves to help Doctor Sax with the jars of eternity. They were labeled one after another with bright blue and obviously other colors and had Hebraic writing on them—his secrets were Jewish, mixed with some Arabic.”

—Jack Kerouac, Dr. Sax, 1959.