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Danh ngôn của Jack Kerouac (Sứ mệnh: 9)

All our best men are laughed at in this nightmare land.
Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night?
Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.
Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.
Maybe that's what life is... a wink of the eye and winking stars.
All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.
Mankind is like dogs, not gods - as long as you don't get mad they'll bite you - but stay mad and you'll never be bitten. Dogs don't respect humility and sorrow.
I made myself famous by writing 'songs' and lyrics about the beauty of the things I did and ugliness, too.
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... burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow Roman candles.