Quotes About Sanity

Humor hardens the heart, at least to the point of sanity.

My dark comic edge is the end result of trying to use humor to maintain my sanity growing up in a dysfunctional family in Honolulu.

I'm quite certain that if I lost my sense of humor, it would most definitely need to be replaced by a padded cell.

Perfect sanity is a myth propagated by straitjacket salesmen.

Motherhood is a constant battle of wanting to go to bed early so you can catch up on sleep and wanting to stay awake so you can enjoy some peace and sanity!

The burden is on the sane.

It was how it had been with the madman among the tombs, that their number was legion, far in excess at any rate if the number listed on the back of the door as the room's maximum occupancy.

The difference between your crazy and my crazy is that you don't think you're crazy.

Keep the imagination sane--that is one of the truest conditions of communion with heaven.

Sanity is not truth. Sanity is conformity to what is socially expected. Truth is sometimes in conformity, sometimes not.

The only way to stay sane is to go a little crazy.

The only difference between me and a madman is that I'm not mad.

Since everything is in our heads, we had better not lose them.

No sane man will dance.

Enlightenment is simply sanity~ the sanity in which I see my real situation in the living fabric of all that exists.

And people who don't dream, who don't have any kind of imaginative life, they must… they must go nuts. I can't imagine that.

Sanity is not statistical.

Not to be mad is another form of madness

Some of us are returning to sanity, because we're tired of the pain. We're in a hurry. No time to mess around.

Madness is like an alternative residence. When sanity chases you out of home, take shelter in madness.

There is madness in the mind.

Sanity is transmuting all the insane parts of your brain into a creative outlet.

Freedom Now heaven be thanked, I am out of love again! I have been long a slave, and now am free; I have been tortured, and am eased of pain; I have been blind, and now my eyes can see; I have been lost, and now the way lies plain; I have been caged, and now I hold the key; I have been mad, and now at last am sane; I am wholly I, that was but a half of me. So, a free man, my dull proud path I plod, Who, tortured, blind, mad, caged, was once a God.

it always made him feel better, and calmer, and more sane, to hold a book. He had never been able to understand people who did not read. He had never been able to understand how they held on to themselves.