Quotes About Madness

Words that are not backed up by life lose their weight," Havel wrote, "which means that words can be silenced in two ways: either you ascribe such weight to them that no one dares utter them aloud, or you take away any weight they might have, and they turn into air. The final effect in each case is silence: the silence of the half-mad man who is constantly writing appeals to world authorities while everyone ignores him; and the silence of the Orwellian citizen.

We go mad to become sane sometimes.

Day after day, for more than seven weeks, the audience heard lurid stories of wild sex, biblical rantings, beaten babies, and armed fanatics ready to fight and die for their crazy notions of heaven and hell at the command of a madman.

Remember that oppression hath the power to make even a wise man mad.

Fred said, "Man, I think he's gonna make a fuckin' suit of human skin, using the best parts from each of us." "Holy crap," said John. "He'll be gorgeous.

Inappropriate laughter is the universal first sign of madness.

From time to time, I do consider that I might be mad. Like any self-respecting lunatic, however, I am always quick to dismiss any doubts about my sanity.

I stepped closer still. He closed his eyes again and covered my hand with his own. 'You smell of violets. You always smell of violets,' he said. 'You've no idea how many times I have walked these moors and smelled them and thought you were near. On and on I walked, following the scent of you, and you were never there. When I saw you in the hall tonight, I thought I had finally gone mad.

It is madness," Brisbane said, and he laughed until tears gathered in his eyes. "It may be madness, but it is an entirely March Christmas," I told him. "And do not forget, this is only half the family. The rest will be here for Twelfth Night." But that is a tale for another time.

Anyway, madness and genius. They're the disturbed pals of the human condition. The Bonnie and Clyde, the Thelma and Louise, the baking soda and vinegar. Insanity just walks alongside the brilliant like some creepy, insistent shadow.

In a world of insanity, nothing is sacred. It's an insane world, nothing is sacred.

What a place we find ourselves in now. What a mad and dangerous universe of possibility.

Real science begins with curiosity and madness.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

Somewhere along the way we all go a bit mad. So burn, let go and dive into the horror, because maybe it's the chaos which helps us find where we belong.

Madness and chaos are self-destructing but over thinking is the suicide.

Madness is freedom and some may only perceive its Insanity.

If there is no kindness with your rightness, then that is madness.

Crazy people are considered mad by the rest of the society only because their intelligence isn't understood.

Perfection does not exist; to understand it is the triumph of human intelligence; to expect to possess it is the most dangerous kind of madness.

Truly great madness can not be achieved without significant intelligence.

Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.

There's no difference between a madman and a professor...it should be clear to you in the way they dress, act and think.

Jealousy will drive you mad.