Memory´s so treacherous. One moment you're lost in a carnival of delights, with poignant childhood aromas, the flashing neon of puberty, all that sentimental candy-floss... the next, it leads you somewhere you don't want to go... somewhere dark and cold, filled with the damp, ambiguous shapes of things you'd hoped were forgotten. But can we live without them? Memories are what our reason is based upo, if we can't face them, we deny reason itself! Although, why not? We aren't contractually tied down to rationality!
So when you find yourself locked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the screaming is unbearable, remember there's always madness. MADNESS IS THE EMERGENCY EXIT...
Alan Moore. Batman The Killing Joke.
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