All love stories are not same, perhaps a little madness makes it special.

At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.

In how many minds should I go crazy? Whom should I ask?

In this atmosphere Where you have to go perennially crazy only to survive, Which auspicious moment should I choose to become mad?

The fine line between genius and madness is a punch line. Duck, you idiot!

Just as modern motorways have no room for ox-carts or wandering pedestrians, so modern society has little place for lives and ways that are too eccentric.

We men of intelligence will learn to harness the insanities of reason. We can’t leave the world any longer to the direction of chance. We can’t allow dangerous maniacs like Luther, mad about dogma, like...

Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for...

Three causes especially have excited the discontent of mankind; and, by impelling us to seek remedies for the irremediable, have bewildered us in a maze of madness and error. These are death, toil, and the...

If we feel our way into the human secrets of the sick person, the madness also reveals its system, and we recognize in the mental illness merely an exceptional reaction to emotional problems which are...

You have to quit confusing a madness with a mission.

One is always considered mad when one perfects something that others cannot grasp.

I believe that all the survivors are mad. One time or another their madness will explode. You cannot absorb that much madness and not be influenced by it. That is why the children of survivors...

Make no mistake: peaceful madmen are ahead of the future.

I was walking around in an almost blind, crazy rage of madness. There was a story burning a hole in my brain, and it was dying to come out on paper. It was begging of...

I wanted to throw off the chains that bound me and give my entire being to someone. I wanted to know what it felt like to love another so much that the whole world came...

In research, madness is not a handicap.

I think people give up, because it’s the easy option, but my goodness; why would giving up be easy? Your living your life chasing anything to fill the void of what came about when you...

It is madness. A pure waste of money.

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...

She looks like the type that might freak out. It’s something in the eyes, Frannie. It says if you shoot my sacred cows, I’ll shoot yours.

He had discovered that it was easier – far easier than any one could have supposed – to make oneself mad, but like all magic it was full of obstacles and frustrations. Even if he...

Write the poems.

It is madness. But sometimes, madness is the only path forward.

I do not believe that a dream should necessarily be taken for reality, or reality for madness.

Dwelling on the loneliness inherent in a city such as this when you dream of endless mountains and expanses of blue sky is a recipe for torment.

But a lonely man is an unnatural man, and soon comes to perplexity. From perplexity to fantasy. From fantasy to madness.

Absurdity is the ecstasy of intellectualism.

The usefulness of madmen is famous: they demonstrate society’s logic flagrantly carried out down to its last scrimshaw scrap.

It would be well to realize that the talk of ‘humane methods of warfare’, of the ‘rules of civilized warfare’, and all such homage to the finer sentiments of the race are hypocritical and unreal,...

An exaltation of spirit lifted me, as it were, far above the earth and the sinful creatures crawling on its surface; and I deemed myself as an eagle among the children of men, soaring on...

Christ–the quickest way to send a bloke mad is to let him go on re-fighting his war till he gets it right.

(there is) no other means of escaping from one’s consciousness than to deny it, to look upon it as an organic disease of the terrestrial intelligence – a disease which we must endeavor to cure...

Jack’s doctors have told him he is crazy… but, the truth is, it’s the Voices who are crazy, not him.

For that fine madness still he did retain / Which rightly should possess a poet’s brain.

It’s amusing to me that we refer to people who live in their heads as detached, disturbed, or mad, when reality for anyone is actually a matter of the individual’s state of mind. The mad...

I am drowning in negativism, self-hate, doubt, madness – and even I am not strong enough to deny the routine, the rote, to simplify. No, I go plodding on, afraid that the blank hell in...

All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in strange, sometimes inexplicable ways.

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,Shakes so my single state of manThat function is smothered in surmise,And nothing is but what is not.

To think that the spectre you see is an illusion does not rob him of his terrors: it simply adds the further terror of madness itself – and then on top of that the horrible...

The origin of illness may be in the past, but the virulent crisis must be dynamically tackled. I believe in attacking the core of the illness, through its present symptoms, quickly, directly. The past is...

No trees, sky or ground. No other buildings or fields. No winding path, no brambles, no outhouse or pond or flowers, no sunshine or children playing. Just blackness.

As long as he deceived himself about the truth, he could blame fortune and have confidence in the future. Now the clouds of madness were closing round his mind.

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...

He knew that Hop-Frog was not fond of wine; for it excited the poor cripple almost to madness; and madness is no comfortable feeling.

Can one man’s madness be another’s real life?

I wondered what sort of woman loved a man like that.

Don’t give into him at all. Deny yourself. Because then your eyes will not be clouded by a madness that you cannot control, and then you will be able to learn to see him as...

Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky.

Falling in love happens so suddenly that it seems, all at once, that you have always been in love.