At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.

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

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!

Those with the money are eccentric. Those without, insane.

The world is too sane. It could use a little madness.

Maybe all Americans who suffer from melancholy act as if they have gone mad. But I truly thought he might throw himself in the river, and I don’t want his ghost visiting to keep telling...

That is what madness is, isn’t it? All the wheels fly off the bus and things don’t make sense any more. Or rather, they do, but it’s not a kind of sense anyone else can...

For all our mutual experienceOur separate conclusions are the sameNow we are forced to recognize our inhumanityOur reason coexists with our insanityBut we choose between reality and madnessIt’s either sadness or euphoria

First sign of madness, talking to your own head.

Madness does not always howl. Sometimes, it is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, “Hey, is there room in your head for one more?

Sanity is a madness put to good uses.

How bizarre, i think to myself, to be on a train and to actually not want to arrive anywhere? What kind of madness is that?

If the love is not madness, then the sex is not insane

I happen to be partial to humans – most, anyway. Clowns, not so much. Those evil bastards never stop smiling.

My father told me that it is only a mad man that keeps bushy hairs. I asked him, “what about the great men with bushy hairs?”. He replied, “education had made them mad, so study...

I was standing alone with him when she burst impetuously through the door, tall and wearing a rain-cape on top of a queen’s costume, a forgotten crown on her head.She directed some rapid words at...

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 conscious and functioning self has...

Only a mind that is deeply stirred can utter something noble and beyond the power of others.

…if in the heat of the dispute he insists and asks, ‘Am I not the master of throwing myself out of the window?’ I shall answer him, no; that whilst he preserves his reason there...

How stand I, then,That have a father killed, a mother stained,Excitements of my reason and my blood,And let all sleep, while to my shame I seeThe imminent death of twenty thousand menThat for a fantasy...

The day was ill-omened from the beginning; one of those unlucky days when every little detail seems to go wrong and one finds oneself engaged in a perpetual and infuriating strife with inanimate objects. How...

We are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter

Sabe, sargento, a loucura, quando dá a um grande número de pessoas, chama-se sociedade contempor nea. Quando dá a uma pessoa só, interna-se essa pessoa.

Even though I knew, deep down, what she was trying to do, I couldn’t hate her. Even when she hurt me, I forgave her.

A big part of March madness is that there are going to be upsets. If Winthrop looks at the No. 2 seeds, they would be thankful they’re playing Tennessee instead of some other two-seed.

Genius – the pursuit of madness.

Madness is something rare in individuals — but in groups, parties, peoples, and ages, it is the rule.

There nearly always is a method in madness.

Bedlam: an institution with a history so fearsome it gave its name to a synonym for chaos and pandemonium.

It is not good for man to cherish a solitary ambition. Unless there be those around him, by whose example he may regulate himself, his thoughts, desires, and hopes will become extravagant, and he the...

Once upon a time there was aOnce upon a time there was aOnce upon a time there was aStop this. It’s undignified.

The most work he did on [the urinals] was to run a brush once or twice apiece, singing some song as loud as he could in time to the swishing brush; then he’d splash in...

Madness, Brother Masseo, is the salt which prevents good sense from rotting.

You enter into a certain amount of madness when you marry a person with pets

I’ll tell you what I want. Magic! Yes, yes, magic! I try to give that to people. I misinterpret things to them. I don’t tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth. And...

I guess in this culture of ever-shortening attention spans, it’s good if a song can lift us out of the madness, even if only for a few minutes.

Love releases us into the realm of divine imagination, where the soul is expanded and reminded of its unearthly cravings and needs. We think that when a lover inflates his loved one he is failing...

My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.

Pegging your contentment to the overall state of the world rather than of your own life: the basis of morality, or a sort of madness?

«¡No renuncies jamás a tus sueños, los cuerdos nada saben del sueño admirable de un loco!»

No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness.

If I can only see him in madness, is it worth trying to hold onto sanity?

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. ....

Arthur felt happy. He was terribly pleased that the day was for once working out so much according to plan. Only twenty minutes ago he had decided he would go mad, and now here he...

…and I realized no matter what you do it’s bound to be a waste of time in the end so you might as well go mad.

The people who build high, strong fences are the ones who survive the best. You deny that reality only at the risk of being driven into the wilderness yourself.

I know it’s crazy to believe in silly things, but it’s not that easy

It’s good to be mad for someone, but that’s great if you are made for same one.