Poetry Writings Artwork and stories from Neil Furby

Sep 21, 2006 at 09:46 o\clock

true words for me

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

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  1. quoteharveymolloy wrote at Sep 23, 2006 at 04:44 o\clock:And boy o boy did he burn!

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