Let us go in; the fog is rising. >>
We never know how high we are till we are called to rise; and then, if >>
There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers >>
Men are mad most of their lives; few live sane, fewer die so. The acts >>
One who shows signs of mental aberration is, inevitably, perhaps, but >>
Madness is tonic and invigorating. It makes the sane more sane. The on >>
Much Madness is divinest Sense -- to a discerning Eye -- much Sense -- the starkest Madness --