“The only people for me are the mad ones,
the ones who are mad to live,
mad to talk,
mad to be saved…
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, On the Road
So stop listening to anyone who tells you you should be a little quieter, or less, or aim lower.
Stop apologizing for your weirdness, your crazy dreams, your fire-filled heart.
Burn, burn, burn.
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