I am reading this at the moment and am not too far off finishing it. I am in massive love with it and am quite ready to begin my life o' travellin' and get the cuss out of Australia.
Definitely one of my favourite bits.
They danced down the streets like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because 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 that 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!"
I absolutely cannot get enough of Jack Kerouac's writing. Cannot get enough. But I have to distribute my reading around. I have to. Yeup.
Also, just for the sake of how close it is to being released...