Quotes About Paranoia

That's really paranoid," I say admiringly. "I'm going with that.

You think a lizard is trying to kill me? And he faked a note from Celia? - Call

Too much money aint enough money, you know the feds listenin. Nigga what money.

Ik zou het nog niet half zo lang hebben volgehouden,' zei ik, maar toen besefte ik dat hij in veel opzichten op de Dobu leek: zijn paranoïde trekjes, zijn zwarte humor, zijn wantrouwen jegens plezier, zijn geheimzinnigdoenerij. Ik ging als vanzelf aan zijn resultaten twijfelen. Als er maar één kenner van een bepaald volk is, zegt diens analyse dan meer over dat volk of over hem? Zoals gewoonlijk was ik meer geïnteresseerd in het raakvlak tussen die twee dan in andere dingen.

the police can somehow find out that Henry was responsible for killing Birdie Dunlop-Evers with a single blow to the head a full twenty-six years after the crime was committed, then what else are they capable of uncovering? I am home, she thinks, I am in clean pyjamas in a big soft bed in a luxury apartment block in central London. But I will never ever feel safe, not until I know that the French police are not still looking for me.

I don't believe in fate or destiny. I believe in various degrees of hatred, paranoia, and abandonment. However much of that gets heaped upon you doesn't matter - it's only a matter of how much you can take and what it does to you.

To keep the record straight, it wasn't always John and Yoko. We've all accused one another of various business things; we tend to be pretty paranoid by now, as you can imagine. There's a lot of money involved.

What I like about Japanese venues is that the front barrier is right up against the stage, so when you're bending over, they're right there in front of you. In some European festivals, they're so paranoid, you need a taxi to go and touch the crowd!

We had a horrible fear of him because we sensed he was alone.

Talking to a shrink was out of the question, of course; I would frighten the poor thing to death, and he might feel honor bound to have me locked away somewhere. Certainly I could not argue with the wisdom of that idea.

I AM NOT REALLY PARANOID. I DON'T BELIEVE THAT I AM surrounded by mysterious enemies who seek to trap me, torture me, kill me. Of course, I know very well that if I allow my disguise to slip and reveal me for what I am, then this entire society will join together in calling for my slow and painful death, but this is not paranoia—this is a calm, clearheaded view of consensus reality, and I am not frightened by it. I simply try to be careful so it doesn't happen.

No, a recreational side trip was not the answer, not in this climate of frenzied, hostile police vigilance. I had to find my Witness, and until then just resign myself to being paranoid, grumpy, unhappy, and unfulfilled. But

nearly every cult is headed by a single controlling leader. He—it's usually a man—has a consuming ego, attacks his enemies, lashes out in anger, has an absolute belief that he's correct, won't listen to advice or criticism, is paranoid and craves worship and adulation.

If they were going to kill you, would they knock?

You know, I'm not even sure how we ended up living together. I am, Jake said, turning back to the lake. Sex. It's a powerful force, my boy, and women use it. Is that why you gave them up? Will asked, sympathetically. Did paranoia drive you to celibacy?

Nothing kills suspicion like suspicion.

Julie took the paper and looked at the fifteen-digit password. Paranoid much?

I will never be one of the happy stupid that were born somewhere. This way of life is excellent for the imagination. It develops your paranoia. You feel paranoid when you don't understand a country, and being paranoiac is excellent for fiction.

People can get obsessed with romance, they can get obsessed with political paranoia, they can get obsessed with horror. It's isn't the fault of the subject matter that creates the obsession, I don't think.

There's an overwhelming sense of paranoia in the suburbs. People there seem so much more paranoid to me than people in the city about their kids being kidnapped or their parties being raided or their drinks being spiked. There's a kind of hysteria about that.

My crazy fear is I'm always afraid my keys are going to fall down a subway grate when I walk over it. I'm afraid they're going to jump out of my pocket and fall down. Isn't that stupid?

Suspicion often creates what it suspects.

That's my problem. I'm constantly wary. I can't trust anyone.

You can tell a lot about a society by what it fears.