Quotes About Madness

If we weren't all crazy, we would go insane.

O demônio esbarra manso mansinho, se fazendo de apeado, tanto tristonho, e, o senhor pára próximo – aí então ele desanda em pulos e prazeres de dansa, falando grosso, querendo abraçar e grossas caretas – boca alargada. Porque ele é – é dôido sem cura. Todo perigo.

Todos estão loucos, neste mundo? Porque a cabeça da gente é uma só, e as coisas que há e as que estão para haver são demais de muitas, muito maiores diferentes, e a gente tem de necessitar de aumentar a cabeça, para o total.

Todos estão loucos, neste mundo? Porque a cabeça da gente é uma só, e as coisas que há e que estão para haver são demais de muitas, muito maiores diferentes, e a gente tem de necessitar de aumentar a cabeça, para o total.

Então eu acho que se deve experimentar, é uma burrice não experimentar. Quem não usa nada, nem secretamente, é um perigoso louco que possivelmente mataria alguém.

He certainly knew that people who are excessively sure that there's only one way and one truth, a truth entirely known to them, are dangerous. . . . To know the truth and try to impose it on others, in a world where every thing changes and is cloaked under all kinds of appearances, is a serious madness.

some running in terror from the whip of subtle simalarity between the madwomens utterd thoughts and their own unuttered ones

You are engaging in madness. I feel obliged to accompany you.

A prime test for madness and paranoia is called 'insurance.' If a species has 'insurance,' it is patently doomed. Only a toylike, salivating, pent-up bunch of gruntlings could conceive of such a sociopathic type of gambling.

Madmen and fools feel no fear. Heroes fear and face the danger anyway.

I knew: the gods turned once, in their madness, Men into things, not killing humane senses. You've been turned in to my reminiscences To make eternal the unearthly sadness.

What if one person happened to be sane, longest friend, against a whole background, a race mind, that wasn't sane, that person would probably be viewed by the mass consciousness as mad - but would that person be mad?

Even now I cannot believe that I am still alive and writing this account of the emperor's death. I put my hands to my eyes, wondering if what I am relating here is not all a dream - or maybe it is not a dream: perhaps it is a delusion and I am mad, the victim of some extraordinary and monstrous hallucination. How comes it that when he is dead I am still numbered among the living?

Ten days is time enough to die, to be born, to fall in love and to go mad. Ten days is a very long time.

You who understand what a human mind can be, how can you bear it? I don't have the hundredth part of your mind and there are days when I think I'll go mad. I can feel it. Or hear it. It's more like hearing something creeping along the walls, just behind my head, getting closer and closer. A big insect, maybe a scorpion. A dry skittering, that's what madness sounds like to me.

I may not be using the straightest ruler when it comes to measuring crazy. - Vicki DeVine

You used to say. "Desire doubled is love and love doubled is madness." Madness doubled is marriage I added when the caustic was cool, not intending to produce a golden rule.

Madness and witchery as well as bestiality are conditions commonly associated with the use of the female voice in public.

I went mad, a god hurt me, I fell.

like a girl gone mad, in blood, in smoke, in a wedding of murder

El deseo duplicado es amor y el amor duplicado es locura.

Elektra: I ask this one thing: let me go mad in my own way.

What you ask is madness. But I adore a mad escapade

Both of us, together in the same delirium, yoked up together for the selfsame chore. Dragging the waters, together. Our huge nets scraping the ocean floor for its meager treasures. Infallible, a madman's memory drags up details like mussel shells.