On The Road by Jack Kerouac

They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after 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, 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!"

• Sal, Ch. 1

I borrowed this book on tape from the library and listened to it while I was on the road last summer. I love this quote in particular, I love the mad ones too, the ones that love to live. The ones who find excitement in life and everyday things.
Like dresses, songs, books, and the jazzy words of Kerouac.

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