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.

Forgetting himself for a moment, Francis brought his hand out from under his frock in order to bless the multitude. When the people saw his wound they bellowed madly. The women dashed forward with mantles...

Behind their dark glass, the mad own nothing.

This is what I am talking about: the bewitching power of moonlight. Moonlight incites dark passions like a cold flame, making hearts burning with the intensity of phosphorus.

It is only through mystery and madness that the soul is revealed

Within the universe of the extraordinary, those qualities we designate to human concepts of gender are often shared, exchanged, or even completely obliterated. Because of this mixture of traits, these twins called Genius and Madness...

I prayed for death so as not to live in madness.

People like you don’t go mad, Vi. They’re quiet on the outside and loud on the inside and sane as the day is long

You people would convict a grilled cheese sandwich of murder and the people wouldn’t question it.

Those who are sure of their sanity suffer from unawareness while those who feel insane are actually the sane ones.

Have only this consolation–that he was never a fiend or even truly a madman, but only an eager, studious, and curious boy whose love of mystery and of the past was his undoing. He stumbled...

Zaphod felt he was teetering on the edge of madness and wondered if he shouldn’t just jump over and have done with it.

Do you know, I began to see what marriage is for. It’s to keep people away from each other. Sometimes I think that two people who love each other can be saved from madness only...

I am an artist. And An artist is simply a man who is pulled along by a river: on one side sanity lies, and the other madness, yet he will find no peace on either,...

Going mad is the beginning of a process. It is not supposed to be the end result.

Nothing can be more slightly defined than the line of demarcation between sanity and insanity … Make the definition too narrow, it becomes meaningless; make it too wide, and the whole human race becomes involved...

,Quien sabe? Quizas ellos tengan razón. Quizas estamos siendo manejados como locos por nuestros sentimientos. Quizas el amor es una enfermedad y estaríamos mejor sin ella. Pero nosotros elegimos una ruta diferente. Y al final,...

You learned to run from what you feel, and that’s why you have nightmares. To deny is to invite madness. To accept is to control.

Professors go batty too, perhaps more often than other people, although owing to their profession, their madness is less often remarked.

…But the Mahommedan religion increases, instead of lessening, the fury of intolerance. It was originally propagated by the sword, and ever since, its votaries have been subject, above the people of all other creeds, to...

Every town has a psychopath or two. Not just the everyday crazy person, either. Not like Crazy Larry, the paint huffing weirdo peddling around town on a child-sized Huffy ranting about the end of the...

Time and I have quarrelled. All hours are midnight now. I had a clock and a watch, but I destroyed them both. I could not bear the way they mocked me.

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...