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“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, "On the Road"

"Я люблю сумасшедших, таких, которые бешено хотят жить, бешено хотят говорить, бешено хотят спастись, которые хотят иметь все сразу, которые никогда не зевают и никогда не говорят пошлостей, а всегда горят, горят, горят как фантастические желтые римские свечи, которые пауками распускаются в звёздном небе."

(с) Джек Керуак, "В дороге"

“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, "On the Road"

"I love crazy people who madly want to live, madly want to talk, madly want to be saved, who want to have everything at once, who never yawn and never say vulgarity, but always burn, burn, burn like fantastic yellow Roman candles that spiders bloom in the starry sky. "

(c) Jack Kerouac, On the Road