Madness is a lot like love, it's  orgin and depth often affect wether it ends on the pages of a tragedy or a beautiful ever after.  I've always had to read it through to the end regardless of where it might take me.  I find more comfort in dancing with monsters than living a life where one has to hide their demons just to get through the day.  
And like love as well, it can be good or bad depending on whose hands it's left to.  It takes a heart of great strength and delicacy to handle the fires and beauty and pain  born from madness.  Spilled, mishandled or broken... madness can do great harm to the pages of any story that its words are printed upon.  
Read well, dance freely, embrace tragedy, and page after page may madness be part of the beautiful  ever after.