The term "dissipation" has been deployed in literature with a remarkable range of nuances that reveal both its moral and descriptive complexity. Early on, it is used disparagingly to denote a wasteful, almost soulless squandering of time and potential, as seen in Charlotte Brontë’s portrayal of a character as "an insipid, heartless, brainless dissipation of time" [1] and similarly in Rousseau’s caution against unchecked faults leading to dissipation and frivolity [2]. At times, however, authors repurpose it to describe even intellectual endeavors as forms of self-indulgent pleasure, as Mark Twain suggests when he claims that intellectual work equates to a kind of dissipation that rewards its own pursuit [3]. Beyond mere idleness, the word often evokes images of moral decay and debauchery—the excesses of drink, sex, or other vices—with Chekhov and others warning that such dissipation leads only to ruin, whether in the downfall of characters or in the societal corruption depicted in narratives ranging from the despair of Shakespearean heroes to the self-destruction of everyday life [4][5][6][7][8]. This varied employment underscores literature’s enduring fascination with the tension between the allure of unfettered freedom and the inevitable consequences of overindulgence.