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 and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Ahhh!
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| — | Jack Kerouac On the Road |
Since completing a collection of essays, I have been able to (finally) finish this book- and shed a couple of tears. The ending really was not what I expected it to be, especially with the collection of updates of where the people are now and how they are doing. Devastating.
Now I cannot wait to read ‘My Friend Leonard’- he was most definately my favourite character in the book.
