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Quotes About Madness

Some people never go crazy, What truly horrible lives they must live.
~ Charles Bukowski
You being mad at me is effecting me about as much as a Smirnoff Ice effects my blood alcohol content
~ Unknown
Plants won't wither if we always water them. So it's, also, with the memories. It's good, when they're pleasant, but if they aren't, then it's madness.
~ Unknown
One of the most distinctive features of psychosis is its dynamic of externalization. Madness is experienced as being enacted on the subject from without; a person perceives his own unintegrated psychological contents as outer-world creatures and demons who threaten to engulf and physically destroy him. The barriers between inner and outer, subject and object, dissolve so entirely that no boundary remains to protect the ego from the onslaught of this projected unconscious material.
~ Unknown
Men, Shalini said sometimes, there is madness in men. He always kept quiet, but he always wanted to say, the madness is in their bones, not in their hearts, not in their heads.
~ Vikram Chandra
No sense makes sense." Charles Manson
~ Vincent Bugliosi
I shouldn't precisely have chosen madness if there had been any choice, but once such a thing has taken hold of you, you can't very well get out of it.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
é bem verdade que um monte de pintores ficam loucos, é uma vida que leva a ficar muito abstraído, para dizer o mínimo.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
Se eu me relanço em cheio no trabalho, muito bem, mas continuo sempre louco.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
Bom – afinal há tantos pintores que de um modo ou de outro são doidos, que pouco a pouco me consolarei.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
Penso em aceitar decididamente minha profissão de louco, assim como Degas tomou a forma de um escrivão.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
Yet even then I do not think that my madness would take the form of persecution mania, since when in a state of excitement my feelings lead me rather to the contemplation of eternity, and eternal life. But all the same I must beware of my nerves, etc.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
the fear of madness passes from me considerably upon seeing from close at hand those who are affected with it, as I may very easily be in the future.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
It is possible that these great geniuses are only madmen, and that one must be mad oneself to have boundless faith in them and a boundless admiration for them. If this is true, I should prefer my insanity to the sanity of the others.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
I insist on this, the plan remains just as real and solid whether Gauguin comes or not, seeing that our object doesn't change - to deliver me and one of the comrades from this cancer that is gnawing at our work, this being forced to live in these ruinous inns without any profit to ourselves. It is pure madness.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
In my picture of the "Night Café" I have tried to express the idea that the café is a place where one can ruin oneself, go mad or commit a crime. So I have tried to express, as it were, the powers of darkness in a low public house
~ Vincent Van Gogh
Ludilo je spasonosno, jer ?ovek možda postaje manje isklju?iv.
~ Vincent Van Gogh
A sudden madness came down upon the unwary lover [Orpheus]—forgivable, surely, if Death knew how to forgive.
~ Virgil
Ah Corydon, Corydon, what madness has caught you?
~ Virgil
All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.
~ Virginia Woolf
If a king goes mad, and runs about trying to find the king of his country, he will never find him, because he is the king himself.
~ Vivekananda
I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She was only the dead-leaf echo of the nymphet from long ago - but I loved her, this Lolita, pale and polluted and big with another man's child. She could fade and wither - I didn't care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
Men will always be mad, and those who think they can cure them are the maddest of all.
~ Voltaire
You were silly like us; your gift survived it all: The parish of rich women, physical decay, Yourself. Mad Ireland hurt you into poetry. Now Ireland has her madness and her weather still, For poetry makes nothing happen: it survives In the valley of its making where executives Would never want to tamper, flows on south From ranches of isolation and the busy griefs, Raw towns that we believe and die in; it survives, A way of happening, a mouth.
~ W. H. Auden