My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
Lord ByronWhat is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill A certain portion of uncertain paper: Some liken it to climbing up a hill, Whose summit, like all hills, is lost in vapour: For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill, And bards burn what they call their "midnight taper," To have, when the original is dust, A name, a wretched picture, and worse bust.
Lord Byron