Every single person is a fool, insane, a failure, or a bad person to at least ten people.
To evade insanity and depression, we unconsciously limit the number of people toward whom we are sincerely sympathetic.
(imp. & p. p.) of Craze
We too can repair our cracks with goldAnd glow again.Crazed by life,More beautiful than ever before.
We would not be ashamed of doing some of the things we do in private, if the number of sane human beings who do them in public were large enough.