Jack Kerouac: “Like the Fabulous Roman Candles”

Photographer Unknown, Leather and Metal

“[…]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 and in the middle you see the blue center light pop and everybody goes “Awww!” 

—Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Leather and Chrysanthemums

Photographer Unknown, (Leather and Golden Chrysanthemums)

“Chrysanthemums”, my friend commented as we moved through ur garden stalking flower-show blossoms with decapitating shears, “are like lions. Kingly character. I always expect them to spring. To turn on me with a growl and a roar.’

Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor