Happy people can only write about a shallow world. It is the downtrodden, the outcasts, that can see the world for what it is, and only they can visualise an ideal world. A skilled writer sees beauty in ugliness, and ugliness in beauty. A lion devouring its prey... a supermodel with limbs as thin as her puppet strings... the human mind... Ugliness and beauty are not opposites, but aspects of a single thing.