Even now, I cannot decide whether I was foolish dupe or noble and tragic lover. Or whether the two are one and the same. - Norman Spinrad

What moral obligation do you have to those who willfully refuse to open their eyes and deem you mad for seeing?

“If the path exists for spirit to transcend this sorry scheme of things entire, vraiment, it must exist for all.”
Or for none at all, I thought, but deigned not to voice.

For truth be told, I was tormented by perceptions and their corollary temptation which from a social definition rendered me unsane, though from a more absolute viewpoint what I might be said to have been suffering from was an excess of insight.