" But then danced along the street light as a feather, and I Trudging them below as I have done my whole life with people who interest me 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, those who never make mistakes 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 center of the outbreak, and all are "Ooohhh" "
Jack Kerouac On the Road
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