Quotes About Madness

Half of the Ullers are half-mad, the saying went, and the other half are worse.

Half as big but twice as mad.

That made her laugh until she screamed. "Mad," someone said, "she's lost her wits," and someone else said, "Make an end," and a hand grabbed her scalp just as she'd done with Jinglebell, and she thought, No, don't, don't cut my hair, Ned loves my hair. Then the steel was at her throat, and its bite was red and cold.

This is madness, Catelyn thought. Real enemies on every side and half the realm in flames, and Renly sits here playing at war like a boy with his first wooden sword.

madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin.

You are mad," the godswife said hoarsely. "Is it so far from madness to wisdom?" Dany asked.

A sworn sworn owes his liege our service and obedience, but this is madness.

My mother taught me long ago that only madmen fight wars they cannot win.

Men are mad and gods are madder.

Sanity is madness put to good uses.

Sanity is a madness put to good use.

The mass of mankind is divided into two classes, the Sancho Panzas who have a sense for reality, but no ideals, and the Don Quixotes with a sense for ideals, but mad.

Our occasional madness is less wonderful than our occasional sanity.

Sanity is a madness put to good uses; waking life is a dream controlled.

There is a pleasure sure In being mad, which none but madmen know. Dryden, The Spanish Friar II, i

Perchè? Perchè? Perchè se dormi, quando ti svegli sei cambiato. Sì, i cipressi neri sono pericolosi. Mentre dormi, le loro radici ti crescono nel cervello e te lo rubano, e quando ti svegli sei matto, con la testa vuota come uno zufolo».

There is a pleasure sure In being mad, which none but madmen know. DRYDEN, The Spanish Friar, II, i The Migration July had been blown out like a candle by a biting wind that ushered in a leaden August sky.

There is a pleasure sure In being mad, which none but madmen know. – DRYDEN, The Spanish Friar, II

Among the myrtles the mantids moved, lightly, carefully, swaying slightly, the quintessence of evil. They were lank and green, with chinless faces and monstrous globular eyes, frosty gold, with an expression of intense, predatory madness in them. The crooked arms, with their fringes of sharp teeth, would be raised in mock supplication to the insect world, so humble, so fervent, trembling slightly when a butterfly flew too close.

the greatest cruelty of madness is the power it has to blot out a person.

I fear the line between myself and madness is as fine these days as a cobweb, and I have seen what it means when a soul crosses over into that dim and wretched place.

No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness.

I teach that all men are mad.

Insanity in individuals is something rare - but in groups, parties, nations, and epochs it is the ru)e.