Week 101 of our regular morning feature here at Friedman of the Plains Worldwide in which we highlight the great words and works of great men and women, as well as those who are insufferable, delusional, and even fictional.
This Week Jack Kerouac
“[...]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!” — On the Road
This is like the old Stones lyric, "Lose your dreams and you lose your mind." Aura is another word for glimmer, a corruption of glamor, that sparkle of magic or madness that come from people with dreams.
Always loved Jack Kerouac.