"Men have called me mad, but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence--whether much that is glorious--whether all that is profound--does not spring from disease of thought--from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect. Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night" - Edgar Allen Poe
Consider this quote and compare it to Clarisse's compulsory visits to the psychiatrist: "They make me go. He says I'm a regular onion! I keep him busy peeling away the layers" (22)
How is sanity measured? What if you are the sane in an insane world?
Respond in a creative way. Don't given me formula, give me depth.
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