Let us leave theories there and return to here's hear.

Saying that a great genius is mad, while at the same time recognizing his artistic worth, is like saying that he had rheumatism or suffered from diabetes. Madness, in fact, is a medical term that can claim no more notice from the objective critic than he grants the charge of heresy raised by the theologian, or the charge of immorality raised by the police.

He drew forth a phrase from his treasure and spoke it softly to himself: A day of dappled seaborne clouds.

But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.

Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eons of the gods.

When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water.

Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character.