Quotes About Madness

Loco es el que se tiene por cuerdo y cree que los necios no son de su condición.

Loco es el que tiene por cuerdo y cree que los necios no son de su condición

Julián spoke with the clear, unequivocal lucidity of madmen who have escaped the hypocrisy of having to abide by a reality that makes no sense.

or are the madmen those who insist on convincing him of his unreason in order to safeguard their own idea of reality?

Saberá o louco que está louco?Ou os loucos são os outros,que se empenham em convencê-lo da sua insanidade para salvaguardarem a sua existência de quimeras?

Henry Johnson was the third husband, the one who had gone crazy on Berenice. He was all right for three

Being mad is no good. Nothing we can do is any good. That's the way it seems to me. All we can do is go around telling the truth.

You see, it's like I'm two people. One of me is an educated man. I been in some of the biggest libraries in the country. I read. I read all the time. I read books that tell the pure honest truth. Over there in my suitcase I have books by Karl Marx and Thorstein Veblen and such writers as them. I read them over and over, and the more I study the madder I get.

Since the coat has absolutely no intrinsic value, Inspector, I must regretfully conclude that the choice lies between an outbreak of gesture politics or the damage being the work of a mind deranged.' Sloan tried another tack. 'And which would you think the more likely?' 'Malice or madness? I've no idea at all, Inspector.

I can't help it, when the moon is out I must come out too...I am not mad.

I never believed in God. Not even at school when my priestly teacher drummed the fear and the guilt into us. I believed that he believed it, all right, but I thought he was mad. Delusional. I thought if somebody had to force you that much to believe in something then it wasn't worth believing, that it wasn't natural, you know?

Everyone thinks I'm crazy, you know, because I can't tell them the truth; which is, that I'm driven crazy by all these thoughts, all these heads.

And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously, Make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!

You see why we play so many crazy ladies. We have to be crazy to start with.

Perhaps I'm absolutely bonkers and don't know it. Perhaps I'm psychotically mental.

It is evident that Qaddafi is mentally unwell. Like Richard III, he has barricaded himself within lies.

I think that life is messy and that human beings are insane.

It's ironic, isn't it, that one day you're one of the most conservative members, and then some individual gets mad at you, and they decide to throw millions of dollars against you because you didn't vote exactly the way they want every day.

So this is America. They must be out of their minds.

Toda idea, al fin y al cabo, es una idea demencial.

But instead of thinking about my book and how to write it, as I go pacing the floor, I fall to counting my footsteps until I feel about to go mad.

Boldwood, whose unreasoning devotion to Bathsheba could only be characterized as a fond madness which neither time nor circumstance, evil nor good report, could weaken or destroy. This fevered hope had grown up again like a grain of mustard-seed during the quiet which followed the hasty conjecture that Troy was drowned. He nourished it fearfully, and almost shunned the contemplation of it in earnest, lest facts should reveal the wildness of the dream. Bathsheba having at last been persuaded

I am the dragon, and you call me insane.

You'd better go now; I don't think Miggs could manage again so soon, even if he is crazy, do you?