All efforts of reason and analysis are, in a word, like trying to slice through a watermelon with sewing needles. They may leave marks on the outer rind, but the fruity pulp will remain perpetually out of reach.

“So I'm not crazy after all! I thought it looked good myself once I cut it all o…”

“It doesn't matter what form she takes - a living spirit, an illusion - but you …”

“Pero, si se me permite formular una anodina teoria general, en nuestra vida imp…”

“So you're thinking you'd rather not hand me a pistol?''They're dangerous. And i…”