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“There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced--or seemed to face--the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“[...]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

“¿Por qué no nos tratamos unos a otros como hermanos? ¿Por qué hasta el hombre más bueno disimula y calla en presencia de otro? ¿Por qué no decir sin rodeos lo que tiene uno en el corazón, inmediatamente, cuando sabe uno que su palabra no se la llevará el viento? ¿Por qué parecer más adusto de lo que uno es en realidad? Es como si cada cual temiera violentar los propios sentimientos si los expresa libremente.

—Noches blancas, Dostoievski—”
― Dostoyevsky Fyodor