"Insanity is nothing more than a mode of perception, isn't it?" Wednesday was frowning at the photocopy. "That what I see when I look at something is labeled as 'sane' until it deviates too far from the perceived normal."

She glanced up at Miss Edith. "I understand insanity as that unfortunate two months wherein my cousin Elberton took to wearing a suit with an orange tie and insisting that the family needed life insurance. Luckily, he recovered before Grandmother discovered that you aren't allowed to collect your own, even if you are clinically dead." Wednesday bit her lip, showing uncharacteristic indecision. "I am not certain how I would define insanity... because it would be different for everyone, wouldn't it?"