Saturday, September 19, 2009

THE MAD ONES

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous at everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Romans candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh..."
(Jack Kerouac from On the Road)

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