The road of excess leads to all sorts of places

Woman Who Sent 65,000 Texts To First Date Says ‘Love Is An Excessive Thing’

Love is to lust as a train is to getting run over by a train.  

“Hallucinations are bad enough. But after awhile you learn to cope with things like seeing your dead grandmother crawling up your leg with a knife in her teeth. Most acid fanciers can handle this sort of thing. But nobody can handle that other trip ― the possibility that any freak with $1.98 can walk into the Circus-Circus and suddenly appear in the sky over downtown Las Vegas twelve times the size of God, howling anything that comes into his head. No, this is not a good town for psychedelic drugs. Reality itself is too twisted.” 

― Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas