Either we need to come to terms with a possibility that we are all in some ways a little bit mad, which is a cliche, or we need to consider a much more inclusive, less discriminating attitude towards experiences we do not share or understand.

We need something more, perhaps something transcendent and unconfined by  reason to grant some necessary meaning to our lives. That need seems to be something quite fundamentally human, whether or not we are considered mad.

It is not simply to be unafraid of otherness - it is to seek out and attach value to otherness and in this way to extend ourselves and assert our humanity.

If I become interested in your view, I will have to adopt your values, and so I will stop being me; I will be an inferior person.

It’s difficult to feel welcome if acceptance is seen as conditional on affiliating with values one is just becoming aware of.