Quotes About Madness

Creativity is on the side of health - it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.

They believed that if a mouse found your hair clippings and built a nest with them you got a headache. If the nest was big enough, you might go mad.

History is a madman's museum.

And our madness-measure is always changing. Probably we are less tolerant of madness now than at any period in history. There is no place for it. Crucially, there is no time for it. Going mad takes time. Getting sane takes time.

It's better if I think of my life like that – part miracle, part madness. It's better if I accept that I can't control any of the things that matter. My life is a trail of shipwrecks and set-sails. There are no arrivals, no destinations; there are only sandbanks and shipwreck; then another boat, another tide.

Creativity is on the side of health – it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.

I manage my own madness just as you do. And if my heart is broken it keeps beating. That is the strangeness of life.

Going mad is the beginning of a process, it's not meant to be the end result.

I keep forgetting that if you live in a big city only mad people talk to themselves.

Going mad is the beginning of a process. It is not supposed to be the end result.

Creativity is on the side of health – it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness. The

This holiday mood of Napoleon's was almost a madness. He had appeared at dinner two nights ago dressed as the Pontiff and lewdly asked Joséphine how intimate she would like to be with God. I stared into the chicken.

Ah,' thought the king sadly, shrugging his shoulders, I see clearly that if one has a crazy wife, one cannot avoid being a fool.' (Queen Fantasque)

A madman's ravings are absurd in relation to the situation in which he finds himself, but not in relation to his madness.

Perhaps it was a passing moment of madness after all. There is no trace of it any more. My odd feelings of the other week seem to me quite ridiculous today: I can no longer enter into them.

I write to keep from going mad from the contradictions I find among mankind - and to work some of those contradictions out for myself.

Madness is the absolute break with the work of art; it forms the constitutive moment of abolition, which dissolves in time the truth of the work of art.

Nature has no cure for this sort of madness, though I have known a legacy from a rich relative work wonders.

It seems so absurd to get really mad with a cartoonist over a comic strip. It's sort of like getting in a fight with a circus clown outside your house. It's not going to end well.

I really wanted to do a deep-dive into the idea that women are always called 'crazy,' and we are painted with such broad strokes because it's so easy to stereotype women and write them off. I got tired of that, and I wanted to explain: We are not crazy. There's a method to our madness.

For me, collages manage to - it satisfies all of my madness, like I'm able to make these obsessive things, but then I'm also able to make these very strong statements. I don't know what they mean to other people, but in my mind, they have a very strong particular resonance; there's sort of a power.

I struggled with kind of fighting with the inner illnesses within myself where my psychological madness and I have always kind of struggled with different disorders and mental things and so the biggest thing that I was kind of always ashamed of or being embarrassed of was kind of that.

Books have led some to learning and others to madness.

You can't satirise darts, because it's hyper-real as it is; there's already enough over-the-top madness to it.