Quotes About Madness

Without context, clinging to those numbers was a form of madness.

Isabel! ¿Para quién bailas? ¡Pareces una loca!

These people know the reality and laugh at it. Such laughter has little concern with what is funny. It is often bitter and sometimes a little mad, for it is the laugh under the mask of tragedy, and also the laughter that masks tears. They are the same. It is the laughter of people who value love and friendship and plenty, who have lived with terror and death and hate. - , Return to Laughter (1954)

Did I write it so as not to go mad or, on the contrary, to go mad in order to understand the nature of madness?

So many crazed men, so many cries, so much bestial brutality.

Forgetfulness was a worse scourge than madness: the sick man is not somewhere else; he is nowhere. He is not another, he is no one.

But the human soul isn't like the earth, the soul needs storm, and fire and dizziness. The body has time it moves slowly and prudently, step by step, in obedience to laws of gravity, but the soul brushes time and laws aside. It wants to push forward, regardless of the cost in pain, or intoxication, or even madness. That is the only way it has of raising itself to God.

Insanity used to be a stranger that lived on the other side of the world. Now it's moved next door. It's only a matter of time until it becomes shipmate, lover, self.

He quickly observed, that good sentences and excellent representations of the follies of mankind met with little regard or applause, whilst sounds, without sense, threw every body into raptures:——but 'twas the fashion of the day to be musically mad, and those who were absurd enough to prefer a rational entertainment to a flimsy opera, were poor insipid beings, without taste or enthusiasm.

The ingredients of both darkness and light are equally present in all of us,...The madness of this planet is largely a result of the human being's difficulty in coming to viruous balance with himself.

One thing was certain: Human Time was the saddest, maddest, most devastating variety of time that had ever existed. She tried her best to ignore it.

too many maniacs not enough michelangelos

longing to travel while you are already traveling is, I admit, a kind of greedy madness

Once the troublesome mind begins to compose speeches and dream up arguments, especially if these are clever, it will soon imagine it is doing important work. But if you can surpass those thoughts, Teresa explained, and ascend toward God, it is a glorious bewilderment, a heavenly madness, in which true wisdom is acquired.

Psychologists call that state of deluded madness narcissistic love. I call it my twenties.

This was madness; this was delirium.

He smelled the scent of roses and it nearly maddened him. Or perhaps he was already mad. "Run now," he whispered. She stared at him, refusing to move. "Very well," he snarled, and took her into his arms.

And I grant you that anyone who pokes around in history long enough may well go mad.

I grant you that anyone who pokes around in history long enough may well go mad.

I wasn't just the madwoman in the attic--I was the attic itself. The past was all over me, all under me, all inside me.

Madness is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are losing their minds. That word is too exciting,too literary, too interesting in its connotations, to convey the boredom, the slowness, the dreariness, the dampness of depression.

The words madness allows its users to celebrate the pain of its sufferers, to forget that underneath all the acting out and quests for fabulousness and fine poetry, there is a person in huge amounts of dull, ugly agony.

I wasn't just the madwoman in the attic—I was the attic itself.

We blame repressive times for the madness of Marilyn, we blame the excessive times for the schizophrenia of Zelda. . . . But finally, now, with Prozac . . . it is easy to pin the troubles of all these women in the past on bad chemistry.