Quotes About Sanity

I want to keep my health and my sanity and be well and feel happy. Plus, I want to have fun.

I guess the definition of a lunatic is a man surrounded by them.

I try to keep myself as sane and as grounded as possible by surrounding myself with normal people, such as all the friends that I've had from when I was little.

I organized Sweet Honey In The Rock in 1973. The music was sanity and balance.

I don't know what the switch is from being insane to sane. It could be a number of things, what I eat, drink.

The guy is looney,' Belle said thoughtfully, 'but also generally polite. Polite is always worth something.

Only part of us is sane: only part of us loves pleasure and the longer day of happiness, wants to live to our nineties and die in peace, in a house that we built, that shall shelter those who come after us. The other half of us is nearly mad. It prefers the disagreeable to the agreeable, loves pain and its darker night despair, and wants to die in a catastrophe that will set back life to its beginnings and leave nothing of our house save its blackened foundations.

I think sanity, however, is the most profound moral option of our time.

Uma população que afirma, indignada, que é perfeitamente sã agora devora drogas psicotrópicas, como se estivesse pondo açúcar nos flocos de milho.

Stay sane inside insanity.

Trees used to talk to people all the time. Sane people used to hear them." The only question is whether they'll talk again, before the end.

Well, Miss Ellena has to come in there somewhere." Gage tried to be helpful. "We know she and Nathan had some kind of connection. And he did want you to get a message to her--" "But I still feel like we're missing something." Parker's scowl swept the faces around him. "Yeah, your minds. Your sanity. Should I go on?

With his sanity intact," I agreed. Then I looked again at Dionysus, god of madness, who seemed to be giving Nico advice. "Oh…

What in the world are you thinking? I try not to think. It interferes with being nuts.

Even if she were going crazy, she didn't want to look like she was going crazy.

here is the good news, the truth that will set you free: You don't need their approval to be happy! So let it go! Stop wasting emotional energy on something that is never going to happen and something that isn't necessary for you to be happy. They are miserable, but you don't have to be. There is no sane reason for both of you to be miserable!

Sylvia was nuts, of course. She'd told Amelia that God (not to mention Joan of Arc) had spoken to her. In the unlikely event of God speaking to anyone, Sylvia did not seem the obvious choice.

I couldn't believe it. It wasn't just that he knew about Narnia. I could tell that he knew what I meant by a Narnia cubby. It was all there in his eyes. He knew that I didn't actually think I was Lucy going through a real door to magical lands. He knew that the cubby in the Roadmaster was a sane person's ticket to freedom of thought.

It has been said that grief is a kind of madness. I disagree. There is a sanity to grief, in its just proportion of emotion to cause, that madness does not have. I know madness well, but I understood little of grief and I was not always certain which was grief and which was madness. Grief, as it transpires has its own territory.

That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

If I was crazy, would I know it? That's what being crazy was, wasn't it? You thought you were fine. Everyone else knew better.

Daca eram nebuna, mi-as fi dat seama? Exact asta insemna sa fii nebun, nu-i asa? Tu crezi ca esti in buna regula. Toti ceilalti au o alta parere. Poate ca eram nebuna.

Society is what decides who's sane and who isn't, so you got to measure up.

You're making sense, old man, a sense of your own. You're not crazy the way they think. Yes...I see...