Brilliance arises out of neuroticism

There is a fine line between craziness and brilliance, I have always thought. Yesterday I was feeling closer to the crazy line, but after spending all day furiously studying microbiology and making great strides in my intellectual musings, I decided I felt closer to the brilliant edge. Truly, one of the cardinal signs of brilliance is the ability to craft pithy statements out of mundane responses. It began to flow shortly after I arrived home this evening.
It was long past dinner and my mom asked me if I wanted anything to eat. In fact, I had been so caught up in studying that I had forgotten about dinner and didn't feel hungry. But instead of staying that, I popped out this witty little phrase: "Knowledge is the sustenance of the brilliant."
It didn't stop there, my friends, oh no. Some time later Alpha suggested pina coladas. Instead of saying no, I answered, "Alcohol is for philanderers."
Later on my mom asked for help unzipping a dress, and I replied,
"Why don't you ask Dad?" and then, "All great romances began with a dress that a woman couldn't undo herself."
(Even brilliant people have to dodge metal spatulas sometimes).
Later on I went downstairs and commented, "It's colder than a Sistine crypt in here."
When Alpha offered me some of her cheerios as a snack, I replied, "Cheerios are for the feeble-minded."
And then when I was lying on the floor while she quizzed me on DNA viruses, she suddenly pointed behind my head and said very quietly, "A mouse!"
I am not given to emotional exhibits when it comes to small creatures, but I have to admit that I leapt up very quickly with one thought on my mind: get away from the mouse. It took only a second to realize Alpha was laughing at her little joke. I am proud that I did not scream, but it really didn't matter because my heart was racing so fast I couldn't even breathe. When I was able to speak again I responded,
"Fooling the gullible is like throwing fragile teacups around."
So you see, even though I have been studying too hard and am going slightly crazy (I actually put my run-away bag in my car today, in preparation for leaving), there may be some delightful results from all of it. (Besides passing my tests!) I am planning on writing a book, full of wise quotes. It will be witty, it will be brilliant, and above all else, it will be useful. You can carry it in your pocket and whenever you need an appropriate response for a question, you can just pull it out!
Anyway, I'm heading off to bed, for truly great minds are nurtured in the canyons of sleep, as someone once said. And we all know that a wise person listens to the counsel of others, even if it happens to be yourself.