Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.
You have to maintain a fine balance between hope and despair. In the end it’s all a question of balance.
After all, our lives are but a sequence of accidents — a clanking chain of chance events. A string of choices, casual or deliberate, which add up to that one big calamity we call life.
