He is mad past recovery, but yet he has lucid intervals.
Where there's music there can be no evil.
A man prepared has half fought the battle.
A knight errant who turns mad for a reason deserves neither merit nor thanks. The thing is to do it without cause
For if he like a madman lived; At least he like a wise one died.
Truly I was born to be an example of misfortune, and a target at which the arrows of adversary are aimed.