Greta

“[...]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

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.”
― Mark Twain

“my beerdrunk soul is sadder than all the dead christmas trees of the world.”
― Charles Bukowski