Unfallen Dead

I wasn’t going mad. I wasn’t hearing voices that weren’t there. I was hearing voices that were there. I wasn’t going mad, if not going mad meant I was perfectly willing to believe that instead of having brain damage, I was being haunted by dead people. Not mad at all.

Sometimes delusional thinking has the nice side effect of letting you feel better about yourself.

He dreamed his old despair would end in love, but his love ended in a dream of despair.