a dreamer and a poet, a wistful and human clown, prey to the moods that swing swiftly from ecstasy to hysteria, ever victim of the conflict between the real and the ideal.'Cheshire Puss,'Alice began... 'Would you tell me, which way I ought to go from here?'' That depends a good deal on where you want to get to', said the cat.' I don't much care where...' said Alice.'Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the cat.
