"By the time I knew depression was free, and that I didn't have to play trombone to be depressed, I'd imitated its "mood" for so long that I couldn't refuse the Damned Cloud when it did arrive. If you've been imitating the seeming cool, the detachment, and the languor, genuine depression won't be noticed until you tire of your pose. Bored with oceanic despair, you reach for the ladder back into the boat and you drown: no ladder." - Leo Kottke