Quotes About Madness

Is this a dagger which I see before me,The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee:I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.Art thou not, fatal vision, sensibleTo feeling as to sight? or art thou butA dagger of the mind, a false creation,Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?

O! that way madness lies; let me shun that.

I have full cause of weeping, but this heartShall break into a hundred thousand flawsOr ere I'll weep. O fool! I shall go mad.

Mad world! mad kings, mad composition!

Past cure I am, now Reason is past care,And frantic-mad with evermore unrest.

To put an antic disposition on.

William Shakespeare

This music mads me: let it sound no more.

There is a method to madness!

Though this be madness, yet there is method in it.

The madness of depression is, generally speaking, the antithesis of violence. It is a storm indeed, but a storm of murk. Soon evident are the slowed-down responses, near paralysis, psychic energy throttled back close to zero. Ultimately, the body is affected and feels sapped, drained.

How can you sleep through this? How can you even think of sleeping? And yet, sleep deprivation will drive you mad in the end: the flares in the sky, the symphony of explosions, the roar of mortars, the whir of drones...all this chaos will beat you, if you let it. ~Atef Abu The Drone Eats with Me: Diaries from a City Under Fire (2015)

Mo?e wariaci to tacy ludzie, którzy wszystko widz? tak, jak jest, tylko uda?o im si? znale?? sposób ?eby z tym ?y?.

As adults we try to relax from the never-ending quest for reason and order by drinking a little whiskey or smoking whatever works for us, but the wisdom isn't in the whiskey or the smoke. The wisdom is in the moments when the madness slips away and we remember the basics.

Mas o que é a loucura? O que vale a vida de uma pessoa? Porventura a tua tem mais valor que a minha ou a minha menos que a do teu amigo? - Será que tens mais direito à vida que o homem de que salvei?

Kenneth Boulding's bon mot, 'To believe that the economy can grow forever in a finite world, you have to be a madman or an economist'.

Excess of grief for the deceased is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.

In the century that has just passed, many of the intellectual elite went mad. It was as if, with the death of God, everyone suddenly turned into a saviour who wanted either to annihilate the obsolete world order or to establish a utopia. Naturally, there were writers among those who went mad. The fact that they had knowledge did not exempt intellectuals: there is madness everywhere. When one loses control over one's self, the result is madness.

All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in strange, sometimes inexplicable ways. This madness can be saving; it is part and parcel of the ability to adapt. Without it, no species would survive.

Misery loves company, and madness calls it forth.

When dreams are turned away, death becomes the ultimate salvation….There are only two extremes in human madness: the instant when you become aware of your own impotence and the instant when you become aware of the vulnerability of others. It's a question of accepting one's madness…or suffering it.

Tous les matins, de plus en plus de gens viennent convoquer les divinités qu'ils ont eux-mêmes créées de toutes pièces entre une hallucination opiacée et une démence suicidaire.

You will say that I am old and mad, was what Michaelangelo wrote, but I answer that there is no better way of being sane and free from anxiety than by being mad.

For Becker, this is literally true: Normality is our collective, protective madness, in which we repress the truth of the human condition, and those who have difficulty playing this game are the ones we call mentally ill.