Melancholy Is As Seductive As Ecstasy.

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.

Frivolous Sorrow Is Folly. Frivolous Enjoyment Is Not.

Self-inflicted Misery Smirks Under Its Crown Of Thorns.

Friends Are Sometimes Boring, But Enemies Never.

Bravery Despite Defeat Is Praiseworthy. Victory Despite Cowardice Is Beyond Praise.