Jack Kerouac Reads From On The Road…
Jack Kerouac reads from his novel On The Road…
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, from On The Road.
Jack Kerouac would have been 87 today.
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