I was amazed by the fact that I was not the only writer living, not the only young man "with a locomotive in his chest, and that's a fact," not the only youth with a million hungers and not one of them appeasable, not the only one who is lonely among multitudes, and does not know why.
Jack Kerouac (2000). “Atop an Underwood: Early Stories and Other Writings”, p.92, Penguin
