But I like my madness. There is a thrill in it unknown to such sanity as yours. ~ Book 1, Chapter 9.

A man must sometimes laugh at himself or go mad,’ said he. ‘Few realize it. That is why there are so many madmen in the world.

He was suffering from the loss of an illusion.

An intelligent observation of the facts of human existence will reveal to shallow-minded folk who sneer at the use of coincidence in the arts of fiction and drama that life itself is little more than a series of coincidences.

But I like my madness. There is a thrill in it unknown to such sanity as yours. ~ Book 1, Chapter 9.

Do you know, André, I sometimes think that you have no heart.' 'Presumably because I sometimes betray intelligence.

Truth is so often disconcerting.