"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 commonplace thing,
but burn, burn, burn,
like fabulous yellow roman candles
exploding like spiders
across the stars..."
- Jack Kerouac: On the Road
"To see a world in a grain of sand,
And heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of hand,
And eternity in an hour"
- William Blake: Ideas of Good and Evil
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