“Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her; If you can bounce high, bounce for her too, Till she cry ‘Lover, gold hatted, high bouncing lover, I must have you!” -Thomas Parke D’Invilliers.
“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.” […]
It is all in Esther Greenwood’s head. A neurotic over-achiever who made it to the top but didn’t know where to go from there. Lost like a race horse without a race track. Brought up by the pressures and high expectations of her middle class Christian mother, her life was crowded with unnecessary benchmarks that […]