In comedy, the witty style wins out over every mishap of the plot.
My struggles with myself seldom reach aerobic level.
No dignity without distance.
Illusions are hazardous, and so are disillusions.
The question you're not supposed to ask is the important one.
In the labyrinth of a difficult text, we find unmarked forks in the path, detours, blind alleys, loops that deliver us back to our point of entry, and finally the monster who whispers an unintelligible truth in our ears.