Quotes About Madness

It's just the love for her in my heart that is morphing into this madness and how can I run away from it? Sometimes I want to when I can't bear it anymore, but where will I go?

We are worth fighting for, " we both whispered. Giving one another permission, into each other madness.

Birthing hope from the madnessthat perches on the fenceof our once perfectdreams.

Yes! The flies like it, too, and I like the flies, therefore I like it. And there are people who know so little as to think that madmen do not argue.

And, my good friend John, let me caution you. You deal with the madmen. All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God's madmen too, the rest of the world.

Dr. Van Helsing, are you mad?" He raised his head and looked at me, and somehow the tenderness of his face calmed me at once. "Would I were!" he said. "Madness were easy to bear compared with truth like this.

Chasing an errant swarm of bees is nothing to following a naked lunatic

The poor wretch was doubtless torturing himself, after the manner of the insane, with needless thoughts of pain.

Todos estamos locos, de un modo u otro; y del mismo modo que tratas a tus locos con discreción, deberías tratar a los locos de Dios, o sea el resto del mundo.

There is a method in his madness

Y pensar que aún existen personas ignorantes que dudan de que los locos sepan hilvanar sus ideas!

Let me be calm, for out of that way lies madness indeed.

Los locos siempre razonan bien, dentro de su propia esfera.

I sometimes think we must all be mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.

Permita que eu fique calmo, pois fora da tranquilidade só há insanidade.

And, my good friend John, let me caution you. You deal with the madmen. All men are mad in some way or the other, and inasmuch as you deal discreetly with your madmen, so deal with God's madneb too, the rest of the world.

Y pensar que hay gente tan ignorante que piensa que un loco no tiene argumentos!

And you came back to Lyrian? Galloran said in disbelief. Believe it or not, I came through the same hippopotamus that brought me here the first time. Jumped into the tank on purpose. I wanted to keep others from wasting their time pursuing the Word. And I couldn't ditch Rachel. Galloran smiled. Truly, you are possessed by that species of madness that begets heroism.

The images I had were of people being driven mad by living in the city. Images of parents who were so hungry and unfulfilled that they ate their own children.

Sometimes the only thing you need for madness is a memory burned into your eyes.

Successful creative energy involves the harnessing of controlled madness. I am convinced of this. —ERASMUS, The Mutability of Organic Forms

Despite their biological flaws, human beings continue to see things that our most sophisticated sensors cannot detect, and they understand strange concepts that gelcircuitry minds cannot comprehend. It is no surprise, then, that so many of them go insane. —Erasmus Dialogues

Oi jus' bin a-runned over boi a mad creatur'. Hurr." Orlando laughed so hard he hurt his jaw.

And a wild, primitive madness seemed to descend on the men who fought in the cornfield: they went beyond the limits of sanity and endurance at times, Northerners and Southerners alike, until it seems that they tore at each other for the sheer sake of fighting. The