"The only people for me are the mad ones, mad to live, mad to love, desirous of everything all at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a common-place thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars..." - Jack Kerouak - ...a man who doesn't have to tell me every five minutes how much of a man he is, but just is a man. I love real men who have nothing to prove. - This one's me boys- ...people who see more grey than black or white when they look at an ink blot -ditto-