A fresh river in a beautiful meadow Imagined in his mind The good Painter, who would some day paint it - Jeff VanderMeer

Who had the bigger burden? The one who had to watch the other person endure or the one who endured?

An inordinate love of ritual can be harmful to the soul, unless, of course, in times of great crisis, when ritual can protect the soul from fracture.

It closely resembles the situation that exists within a mental institution: in tight quarters, in similar garb, dissimilar minds attempt to build a consensus reality that, with a monumental effort of empathy, cannot—can never!—take concrete form.