“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
“We agreed to love each other madly.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
“...because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
“The road must eventually lead to the whole world.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
“Don't tell them too much about your soul. They're waiting for just that.”
― Jack Kerouac, Windblown World: The Journals of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954
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