One is always considered mad when one perfects something that others cannot grasp.
Madness is only an amplification of what you already are.
(a.) The condition of being mad; insanity; lunacy.
(a.) Frenzy; ungovernable rage; extreme folly.
Dearest Cecilia, You’d be forgiven for thinking me mad, the way I acted this afternoon. The truth is I feel rather light headed and foolish in your presence, Cee, and I don’t think I can blame the hea...
To stay sane in a mad world is the real victory.
One of the most distinctive features of psychosis is its dynamic of externalization. Madness is experienced as being enacted on the subject from without; a person perceives his own unintegrated psycho...
You don't seem mad at all,' she said.But I am, although I'm undergoing a cure, because my problem is that I lack a particular chemical. However, while I hope that the chemical gets rid of my chronic d...
Was I ever crazy? Maybe. Or maybe life is… Crazy isn’t being broken or swallowing a dark secret. It’s you or me amplified. If you ever told a lie and enjoyed it. If you ever wished you could be a chil...
To feel our character, our personality, and our personal, hard-won history fade from being is to be exposed to whatever lies beneath these comforting, operational conveniences. What remains when the c...
His terror became his companion. When it seemed to diminish, or grow easier to bear, he forced himself to remember the details of what he had said and done so that his fears returned, redoubled. His p...
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
Madness and witchery as well as bestiality are conditions commonly associated with the use of the female voice in public.
Emancipation resulting in madness. Unlimited freedom to choose and play a tremendous variety of roles with a lot of coarse energy.
...I would be the last person to say that madness is not a solution.
I know it's crazy to believe in silly things, but it's not that easy
There is madness in the heart of a man.
Jealousy lives upon doubts. It becomes madness or ceases entirely as soon as we pass from doubt to certainty.
In our hallway, ablaze with welcoming lights, my Lolita peeled off her sweater, shook her gemmed hair, stretched towards me two bare arms, raised one knee:Carry me upstairs, please. I feel sort of rom...
If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!
First sign of madness, talking to your own head.
Some were brilliant bordering on genius. Others, genius bordering on madness