Yes," I said, "for the love of God!

Me volví loco, con largos intervalos de horrible cordura.

The eye, like a shattered mirror, multiplies the images of sorrow

When a madman appears thoroughly sane, indeed, it is high time to put him in a straight jacket.

And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revelers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.

You call it hope-that fire of fire! It is but agony of desire.

...for the question is of will, and not, as the insanity of logic has assumed of power. It is not that the Deity cannot modify his laws, but that we insult him in imagining a possible necessity for modification. In their origin these laws were fashioned to embrace all contingencies which could lie in the future. With God all is Now.