One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

The line expresses a writer’s faith that clarity is not the enemy of depth but its culmination. Kerouac frames “the right words” as something discovered over time—through lived experience, revision, and hard-won precision—rather than manufactured by ornament or rhetorical display. The promise that they “will be simple” suggests an aesthetic of directness: language pared down until it matches the truth of feeling and perception. It also carries a note of humility and impatience with one’s own drafts, implying that the writer’s task is to keep searching until expression becomes inevitable and unforced.