James Hart was a searcher. He was a lover of life and made the world come alive. He was an inspiration to me and countless others. His last name, Hart, could not have been more perfect, because he loved everyone he knew and everything he did with such passion and conviction. He truly had a heart of gold. It breaks my heart to know that he has left us, but I know that his journey has led him to the greatest destination any searcher can aspire to reach. My thoughts and prayers are with his dear family and all of his friends from Jersey and around the world. I love you, brother. Rest in peace.
“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
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