Quotes About Madness

We are mad, not only individually, but nationally. We check manslaughter and isolated murders; but what of war and the much vaunted crime of slaughtering whole peoples?

To strive with an equal is dangerous with a superior, mad with an inferior, degrading.

E quale è di pazzia segno più espresso che, per altri voler, perder se stesso?

In Lucretius, sexual desire is considered real and genuine, whereas love is illusory. Venus, the goddess who represents the power of sexual desire, is the font of love. She merely mocks lovers with mental images. Try as they might, lovers cannot satisfy themselves by gazing nor by rubbing against one another because the madness of love will always return; hence Lucretius' prescription to flee the mental images, that is, to ward off what feeds love, turning the mind elsewhere.

MÄ›l jsem strach. Kdo by nemÄ›l nahnáno? KromÄ› blázn?, robot?, kandidát? na sebevraždu... ... a d?stojník?.

I'm heading for a clean-named place like Wisconsin, and mad as a jack-o'-lantern, will get there without help and nosy proclivities.

There was some simple, radical difference about him. He hoped it was genius, feared it was madness, devoted himself to amiability and inconspicuousness.

It was pretty clear that he was mad, for madness means just this dislocation of the modes of thought which mortals have agreed upon as necessary to keep the world together.

Sabah soÄŸuk bir duÅŸ ald?, ama Mrs. Zagreb'in göÄŸsü sanki duÅŸ perdesinin arkas?nda onu bekliyordu. Arabayla istasyona giderken yana??na dayanm??t?, sekiz otuz üç treninde yol al?rken omzunun üstünden gazeteyi okuyordu, servis arac?nda, ÅŸehir merkezine giden metroda onunla birlikte hafiften sallan?yordu, iÅŸyerinde gün boyu kafas?ndan ç?kmad?. DelireceÄŸini san?yordu.

Ama bütün evlilikler böyledir signore. Ä°nsanlar sevgi yüzünden evlenseler dünya yaÅŸanacak bir yer deÄŸil, deliler için bir hastane olurdu...

Music is the only thing in the world that can block out madness and can be consumed in the sadness, for it helps the soul survive even if only for a short time.

Sanity kills, so I live the crazy life.

I have a huge, active imagination, [and] I think I'm really scared of being alone; because if I'm left to my own devices, I'll just turn into a madwoman.

I have seen beyond the bounds of infinity and drawn down daemons from the stars. . . . I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness. . . .

Death and madness are his only mistresses.

I prayed for death so as not to live in madness.

Type production has gone mad, with its senseless outpouring of new types... only in degenerate times can personality (opposed to the nameless masses) become the aim of human development.

The great proof of madness is the disproportion of one's designs to one's means.

Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It's enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.

Every desire has a relation to madness.

One who rushes madly after inordinate desire, runs the risk of encountering destruction and death.

The warrior knows that he is free to choose his desires, and he makes these decisions with courage, detachment, and - sometimes - with just a touch of madness.

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There are some loony people in this world!