Showing posts with label Jack Kerouac. Show all posts
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Monday, January 25, 2010

Jack Kerouac



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.


the ending of ON THE ROAD