Quotes About Madness

You, Doctor Martin, walkfrom breakfast to madness. Late August,I speed through the antiseptic tunnel where the moving dead still talkof pushing their bones against the thrustof cure. And I am queen of this summer hotelor the laughing bee on a stalkof death.

I am crazy as hell, but I know it. And knowing it is a kind of sanity that makes the sickness worse.

Poetry led me by the hand out of madness.

madness is not hysteria. It can be very quiet…

She suffers according to the digits of my hate. I hear the filaments of alabaster. I would lie down with them and lift my madness off like a wig. I would lie outside in a room of wool and let the snow cover me. Paris white or flake white or argentine, all in the washbasin of my mouth, calling "Oh." I am empty. I am witless. Death is here. There is no other settlement.

The trouble is that I am crazy and the room, ah, my own room drinks me.

I am mad the way young girls are mad, with an offering, an offering.

I am ugly, submerged in my own past and my own madness

I wear silk -- the cover to uncover -- because silk is what I want you to think of. But I dislike the cloth. It is too stern. So tell me anything but track me like a climber for here is the eye, here is the jewel, here is the excitement the nipple learns. I am unbalanced -- but I am not mad with snow. I am mad the way young girls are mad, with an offering, an offering... I burn the way money burns.

I think language is beautiful. I even think insanity is beautiful (surely the root of language), except that it is painful.

I am never sane, you know -

Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane.

Una vertigine dell'immutabile, come se nella società non fosse cambiato nulla. Nella confusione delle voci, percepite d'un tratto come separate dai corpi, sapevamo che il pranzo di famiglia era un luogo in cui poteva sopraggiungere la follia e ci si sarebbe potuti trovare a rovesciare il tavolo urlando.

Many of the prophets of Jesus's time were thought to just be mad men, just sort of crazy people who were claiming to channel the divine. Perhaps that means we should be a little less judgmental of some of our own crazies talking about God on the corner. They might actually have found a pretty comfortable place in Jesus's time.

I proved to my own satisfaction that I am madder than I think.

Knowledge is not wisdom: cleverness is not, not without awareness of our death, not without recalling just how brief our flare is. He who overreaches will, in his overreaching, lose what he possesses, betray what he has now. That which is beyond us, which is greater than the human, the unattainably great, is for the mad, or for those who listen to the mad, and then believe them.

That mortal is a fool who, prospering, thinks his life has any strong foundation; since our fortune's course of action is the reeling way a madman takes, and no one person is ever happy all the time.

Agaue was foaming at the mouth; her rolling eyes Were wild; she was not in her right mind, but possessed

If any man thinks wealth or power of greater worth To him who has them, than a good friend- he is mad.

Cadmus: Shall we alone of all the city dance in Bacchus' honor? Teiresias: Yea, for we alone are wise, the rest are mad.

the tuneless music of madness

For to be in one's right mind causes grief: but madness is an ill; yet it is better to perish, nothing knowing of one's ills.

We could watch the madmen, on clement days, sauntering and skipping among the trim gravel walks and pleasantly planted lawns; happy collaborationists who had given up the unequal struggle, all doubts resolved, all duty done, the undisputed heirs-at-law of a century of progress, enjoying the heritage at their ease.

Youth is a dream, a form of chemical madness.