Only the careless leave a possibility unattended due to assumptions.

Eccentricty had flowered into madness.

You cannot help being a female, and I should be something of a fool were I to discount your talents merely because of their housing.

My God...it can think.

What does it mean, to lose one's mind? Where does it go? If a man is out of his mind, where is he? What is insane when the world is mad by contrast?

Blogs are the main exception I make in my aversion to complex machinery.

Impossibility is a log thrown on the fires of love.