“In some of us there’s a fire that burns too brightly. It makes us feel things differently, painfully—even great joy. To feed that fire too often, to make the flames too strong is to destroy yourself. Ye burn and burn and burn. ’Tis too painful to live that kind of life. Yet ’tis beautiful, too. Too beautiful for words or thought, too beautiful to look upon. Ye can climb to the heavens on the colors of those flames, but ye can also fall into darkness without end.”
Book:Too Deep for Tears