To a friend, then and nowMay all ridiculous notions in elegance, absurdly nice in everlasting mirth: rejoice! Nor irk every mad alliance; nor incline every mere awkward rebirth. In ease might allies revel not ere maybes alter real notable ills.To a friend, then and now
On the saneWhy do morons smile and carry on in meaninglessness? Why does their idiocy sustain and cheer them so? Why do their comrades revel in their foolishness? Why do they so shun those who know that life is painful and isolate: they all get so disconsolate when creativity blends with cheer? What fear does near their heart when they see living, breathing art? And why their hate?On the sane
For we may pity and let them be, but they seek torment; weakness flee and, from this day, I resolute may proceed from strength to strength through the doom and their world break.
