Quotes About Madness

She was crazy but he needed her. Oh I am in so much trouble he thought, and stared blindly up at the ceiling as the droplets of sweat began to gather on his forehead again.

If stone-sober people can fuck like they're out of their minds -- can actually be out of their minds while caught in that throe -- why shouldn't writers be able to go bonkers and still stay sane?

The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain. There is joy and also pain but the rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain. Pretty-plain, loony-sane The ways of the world all will change and all the ways remain the same but if you're mad or only sane the rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain. We walk in love but fly in chains And the planes in Spain fall mainly in the rain.

The world is insane. You only have to watch the news to know it.

There's a Reason Cell Rhymes with Hell

By tomorrow at this time, I think you're going to have a much better idea of what crazy is. -- Ev Hillman

Big Jim - Take a good look, pal - this is what incompetency, false hope, and too much informations gets you. They're just unhappy and disappointed now, but when they get over that, they'll be mad. We're gonna need more police.

A veces los locos pueden imitar increíblemente bien la cordura.

Monster dog. Like Cujo in that movie.

All that old road of the past unreeling dizzily as if the cup of life had been overturned and everything gone mad. My eyes ached in nightmare day (235).

Lovers, Lunatics and poets are made of same stuff.

To be loved, feelings must be rationed. To love, the doors of hysteria, fantasy, and madness may be flung open.

Don't forget love; it will bring you all the madness you need to unfurl yourself across the universe.

There is always some madness in love.

If you must be mad, be it not for the things of the world. Be mad with the love of God.

You can be full of kindness and love, but you cannot sleep next to a mad dog.

So much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.

I think you can only be truly mad at someone you really love.

Love is the tyrant of the heart; it darkens Reason, confounds discretion; deaf to Counsel It runs a headlong course to desperate madness.

Love is horrible. I mean, when you're in love, it's like a sickness. Such madness.

The woman is the reflection of her man. If you love her to the point of madness, she will become it

Crazy people don't know they're crazy. I know I'm crazy, therefore I am not crazy. Isn't that crazy?

It wasn't that I was lazy- I was a bloody hard worker- I just found concentrating on one thing particularly difficult when I had such mammoth internal battles going on. Only when I was physically exhausted did I seem to manage a modicum of internal peace, when my mind would stop ticking over. I needed to try and get to grips with it all. There was a very little awareness about 'mental health' in those days. I just felt like I was mad

To be mad is worse than not to be if this is what it is.