Honey...struggled with a rabid intolerance of callousness and folly,
both of which abounded in South Florida.... Honey had tried many doctors
and prescriptions, with imperceptible results. Eventually she came to
believe that her condition was one that couldn't be treated medically;
she was doomed to demand more decency and consideration from her fellow
humans than they demanded of themselves. What her husband wrote off
as loony obsessiveness, Honey Santana defended as spells of intense and
controlled focus.
Her affliction was one of the heart, not the brain. She felt things too deeply
and acted on those feelings, and for that there was no known cure. It would
explain why all those medicines never worked.
-- Carl Hiaasen, Nature Girl. 2006
pages 28-29, 304-305.