"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" -Jack Kerouac
مآ أجمّل أنْ تصمتْ ..
فيْ ؤجهْ منْ ينتظرْ منِك الخِصَام .. !
وما أجمل أنْ تضحك
فيْ وجهْ منْ يُنتظرْ منك البكـاءْ ..!How beautiful is it to stay silent
When someone expects you to be enraged from them.
And how beautiful it is to laugh
When someone thinks you are going to shed tears.
(Source: desertwinds, via s-u-n-s-h-i-n-e-d-u-s-t)
