There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.

Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure, Sweet is pleasure after pain.

Pains of love be sweeter far than all other pleasures are

I have long known about madmen and kings; I have long known about feeling real. I have long been lucky enough to feel real, no matter what diminishments or depressions have come my way. And I have long known that the moment of queer pride is a refusal to be shamed by witnessing the other as being ashamed of you.

Follow pleasure, and then will pleasure flee, Flee pleasure, and pleasure will follow thee.

This is an act of war by madmen.