#jack-kerouac

[process-wisdom]

Goddamn it, FEELING is what I like in art, not CRAFTINESS and the hiding of feelings.

Jack Kerouac, “The Art of Fiction No. 41.” The Paris Review, 1968

[literaryremarks]

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.

On the Road, Jack Kerouac

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