Quotes About Madness

how could they let insane people gain control of devices that could do so much harm? If you knew a man was out of his mind, you restrained him. You didn't give him power.

how could they let insane people gain control of devices that could do so much harm? If you knew a man was out of his mind, you restrained him. You didn't give him power.

If you knew a man was out of his mind, you restrained him. You didn't give him power.

Laughing on what is not funny is the most craziest thing

Czyli nie da si? zawróci? kobiety z samoniszcz?cej drogi choroby umys?owej? (...) - U m??czyzny silna wola pomo?e zwalczy? niektóre pokusy szale?stwa, lecz kobiety s? jej prawie zupe?nie pozbawione i nie maj? ?adnego or??a do walki.

The further north you go, the more people concentrate on themselves, and in some sort of northern madness (no doubt due to the lack of sun) they ascribe to themselves too much. They make themselves responsible for their actions.

The dog, to gain some private ends,Went mad, and bit the man.

A man visits a psychiatrist and tells him that his wife thinks she is a chicken. The psychiatrist asks why the man does not leave her, to which the man replies, 'I need the eggs.' That pretty much sums up all the marriages that I have ever known: each person needs the other's madness.

Hell is the impossibility of reason.

because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars

Have you ever thought that war is a madhouse and that everyone in the war is a patient?

But to deny fate is arrogance, to declare that we are the sole shapers of our existence is madness;if you deny fate life becomes the series of missed opportunities, a regret for what never was and could have been, a remorse of what was not done and could have been done, and the present is wasted, twisted into another missed oppurtunity.

Gdyby wszystkie narody miaÅ'y nagle upomnie? siÄ™ o terytoria, gdzie ?yli ich praprzodkowie tysiÄ…ce lat wczeÅ›niej, Å›wiat staÅ'by siÄ™ domem wariatów".

The same day I figured out the way to fight my insanity: ignore it. I taught myself to treat my madness the way you treat a crazy person you meet on the street-you humor him, nod your head, and move on. 'Move on'-these are the key words. Look and learn, I said to myself, a man goes out of his mind. He can leave it behind and move on. He can take that crazy mind of his and put it away, isolate it, and if possible tie it down-just as they do to crazy people themselves.

Balaam's ass is the patron saint of apologists. Madness, as we shall see, is an appropriate term for the unreality of unbelief.

If my neighbors manage to survive without killing themselves, without going mad, maintaining an interest in political parties, not yielding to despair, resolutely pursuing the fight for existence, can their griefs really be genuine?

Aunque llegue a salir, llevaré siempre clavado en la frente el cartel de loco; mejor dicho, de muerto viviente. Indigno de ser humano.

Even if released, I would be forever branded on the forehead with the word "madman," or perhaps, "reject". Disqualified as a human being. I had now ceased utterly to be a human being.

That is precisely what I don't understand: if my neighbors manage to survive without killing themselves, without going mad, maintaining an interest in political parties, not yielding to despair, resolutely pursuing the fight for existence, can their griefs really be genuine? Am I wrong in thinking that these people have become such complete egoists and are so convinced that they have never once doubted themselves?

To deceive someone who trusts you is to enter a hell that can take you to the brink of madness.

I claim I could write were I not ashamed. There's something fundamentally cheap about such awareness of genius. Only a madman would read a novel with deference. In that case it had best be done in formal clothes, like going to a funeral. So long as it does not seem as affected as a good work!

There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.

There is a thin line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.

Man is almost mad—mad because he is seeking something which he has already got; mad because he's not aware of who he is; mad because he hopes, desires and then ultimately, feels frustrated. Frustration is bound to be there because you cannot find yourself by seeking; you are already there. The seeking has to stop, the search has to drop....