About half my designs are controlled fantasy, 15 percent are total madness and the rest are bread-and-butter designs.
Madness is blackness.
(a.) The condition of being mad; insanity; lunacy.
(a.) Frenzy; ungovernable rage; extreme folly.
If u are tree, i'll be your shadow,If you free, i'll be your hobbie,If you fly,i'll be your wings,If you cry,i'll be your tears,If you are high,i'll be Your wine,If you are mad,I'll be You Love,If You...
A man speaking sense to himself is no madder than a man speaking nonsense not to himself.
I can survive either love or insanity. But not both. And you bring me both.
This is the story of a girl gone mad while trying to find a little bit of love.
There is no mountain on earth which is greater than the mountain of human madness!
I push against the tree and run away, stumbling, the unreal night playing with me, gravity pulling from below, behind, above, making me fall. And I run through a world that is rotating, conscious of t...
(Her husband's departure ...) had picked Mildred up by the hair and dropped her down at the doorstep of insanity.From "Butterfly on F street
One secret of life is that the reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day. Another secret is that laughter is carbonated holiness.
You're all trying to figure out what went wrong inside my head. Fucking idiots. You'll never crack the code that's inside my head. You'll never get into my castle. You'll never even get past the gate.
When all you have to face all life issues is the attitude forced on to you by society traditions, you will then regret not being the mad you used to be but will never be again.
A demon seduced an angel in the middle of the nightand they gave the stars a glimpse.There was nothing casual about it, it was tender skin and battle scars breathless passion under storm clouds a rapi...
I have seen beyond the bounds of infinity and drawn down daemons from the stars. . . . I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness. . . .
I don't think I could ever see her closely, the sentinel replied, however close she came. His own voice was hushed and regretful, echoing with lost chances. She has a newness, he said. Everything is f...
She was chaos and beauty intertwined. A tornado of roses from divine.
The thoughts written on the walls of madhouses by their inmates might be worth publicizing.
It may be crazy, but I'm the closest thing I have to a voice of reason.
I am but a man attempting to be graceful as I slowly decend into madness.
The paradox of innovation is that it is accepted as an innovation when it has become imitation.
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