Madness$$$ genius$$$ originality - it's all the same thing; it's a breaking of our normal value structure and the substitution of another one.

Posthumous: It sounds like the name of a Roman gladiator$$$ an unconquered gladiator. At least that's what poor Posthumous would like to believe. It gives him courage.

Absolute beauty$$$<br>That which contains all the world's majesty and misery<br>And which is only visible to those who love.

Only great challenges make it worthwhile to pack up and move all one's books.

Life left us all where we were meant to be or where it was convenient to leave us and then forgot us$$$ which is as it should be.

Bright colours in the west$$$ giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.

A person without curiosity may as well be dead.

Beckett: Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Everything popular is wrong.

All canonical writing possesses the quality "of making you feel strangeness at home."