"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 centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'"
Jack Kerouac: "On the Road" - Au Huelgoat, en Bretagne, une plaque commémorative rappelle l'ascendance de Jack Kerouac. "Jack Kerouac, descendant d'un émigré de la région Urbain-François Le Bihan de Kervoach, fils du notaire royal François-Joachim Le Bihan sieur de Kervoac, notaire royal à Huelgoat (1666-1727) 88, né à Huelgoat"
Jack Kerouac. The Dharma Bums is one of my favourite books ever written. It sits permanently on my bedside table. Sometimes I read random pages just so that I can hear that lyrical bounce of words in my head. I wrote an honours thesis on Kerouac and Buddhism a good many years ago. In learning about his life I came to love him. His later years were so tragic I can barely stand to think about it. RIP Jack.
In the #article, Freeman gives his newspapers endorsement for the Nobel #Peace Prize, to be given to the Grand Ayatollah Sistani, who resides in #Iraq, by claiming the award should be given to a person:
150 years ago a secret visit to #Manchester and the North West by Godai Tomoatsu, #student and agent of the Prince of Satsuma, from the south of the Japan, inspired and ignited the #Japanese Industrial Revolution - creating #Japan's first '#economic miracle'.