I appreciate the obscene, but enjoy the commonplace. When the obscene becomes commonplace, it’s high time to split town, so I usually exit stage left. I always forgive my enemies, but never forget their names. Opposites usually attract, so it’s usually only a matter of time before I see the writing on the wall after I've fallen head over heels. I try to remember that it’s better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. I generally prefer the errors of enthusiasm to the indifference of wisdom.
Above all, when dealing with the insane, it’s best to pretend to be sane.
If the above gibberish made your head explode, it’s ok, because you’re probably in good company. I even confuse myself at times. I think it’s a mark of good character.