I'm telling you, Teal'c, if we don't find a way out of this soon, I'm going to lose it. Lose it. It means go crazy. Nuts. Insane. Bonzo. No longer in possession of one's faculties, three fries short of a happy meal, wacko!
All men all have their hells. Some are forged from the world around them, some form nightmares that never come, carried with with them to the ends of the world. Live through them, and everything changes. Live through them, and they're never the same. Live through them, and sometimes, sometimes they make men strong.