Somewhere along the line
I knew there'd be girls, visions, everything; somewhere along the line the pearl would be handed to me.
Jack Kerouac, 'On the Road'

... 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 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'