But she's a nut, and nuts win. - Saul Bellow

"I see that I've become a really bad correspondent. It's not that I don't think of you. You come into my thoughts often. But when you do it appears to me that I owe you a particularly grand letter. And so you end in the "warehouse of good intentions": "Can't do it now." "Then put it on hold." This is one's strategy for coping with old age, and with death — because one can't die with so many obligations in storage. Our clever species, so fertile and resourceful in denying its weaknesses."

Go through what is comprehensible and you conclude that only the incomprehensible gives any light.

Myself is thus and so, and will continue thus and so. And why fight it? My balance comes from instability.