The paradox of innovation is that it is accepted as an innovation when it has become imitation.
I can survive either love or insanity. But not both. And you bring me both.
(a.) The condition of being mad; insanity; lunacy.
(a.) Frenzy; ungovernable rage; extreme folly.
Wondering and writing constitute positive madness.
They say that it's a crazy world out there. I don't mind contributing by a bit of madness myself.
Excuse my enthusiasm or rather madness, for I am really drunk with intellectual vision whenever I take a pencil or graver into my hand.
You see, I'm not mad, I suffer from depression. It's not like ordinary misery. It's like dying of boredom. It's .
A little madness shows the way to happiness.A little kindness can heal the sadness.
I have not tried to write the history of that language, but rather the archaeology of that silence.
Excess of grief for the dead is madness for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.
Perhaps it was a passing moment of madness after all. There is no trace of it any more. My odd feelings of the other week seem to me quite ridiculous today: I can no longer enter into them.
It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of me
April 43rd 2000Today is the day of great triumph. There is a king of Spain. He has been found at last. That king is me. I only discovered this today. Frankly, it all came to me in a flash.
Your grasp, even in fury, would have a charm for me...
When, President Obama, do you mean to cease abusing our patience? How long is that madness of yours still to mock us? When is there to be an end to that unbridled audacity of yours swaggering about as...
The sane man knows that he has a touch of the beast, a touch of the devil, a touch of the saint, a touch of the citizen. Nay, the really sane man knows that he has a touch of the madman. But the mater...
Wondering is a positive madness.
When people run in circles it's a very very... mad world.
All great art has madness, and quite a lot of bad art has it, too.
We all talk to ourselves. Those we call mad just talk a little louder.
Inside everyone is a their own madness, a madness only courage can stand to, but even courage is never alone. He has Love, Hatred, Sadness, Confusion, Bravery, and in some special cases Intelligence.