A happiness that often madness hits on, which reason and sanity could not be so prosperously delivered of.

Ah yes, the prophecy of the madman! Throwing his crazy darts, willy nilly, hither and yon, he sometimes hits a bulls-eye and gives everyone goose-bumps. Sometimes it’s a happy (or unhappy) chance circumstance – other times, you wonder if the madman, released from social bounds and propriety, knows exactly what he’s saying and knows exactly how hard to throw the dart so that it will break the skin. Or sometimes it seems to be both – a precise list with one part of the brain and a wild toss with the other so that you could ask his rational brain why he threw that particular dart and he would have no idea.

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