Madness Quotes

From a part of the brain preternaturally elevated, but not diseased, the mind sometimes discovers not only unusual strengths and acuteness, but certain talents it never exhibited before. Talents for eloquence, poetry, music and painting, and uncommon ingenuity in several of the mechanical arts, are often evolved in this state of madness.

But then they danced down the street like dingledodies and I shambled after as usual as I've been doing all my life after people that interest me, because the only people that interest me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing but burn, burn, burn like roman candles across the night.

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
'You must be,' said the Cat, 'or you wouldn't have come here.'

When we remember we are all mad, the mysteries disappear and life stands explained.

Eccentricity is not, as dull people would have us believe, a form of madness. It is often a kind of innocent pride, and the man of genius and the aristocrat are frequently regarded as eccentrics because genius and aristocrat are entirely unafraid of and uninfluenced by the opinions and vagaries of the crowd.

Mad in pursuit and in possession so.

He may be mad, but there's method in his madness. There nearly always is method in madness. It's what drives men mad, being methodical.

Reality is purely a perception of the individual mind. It follows, that since no two minds are alike, no two perceptions of reality are alike. It further follows, that what is reality to one, may seem like complete madness to someone else.

Well now I know you're mad, I just wanted to make sure.

Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves
as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do: and
the reason why they are not so punished and cured
is, that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers
are in love too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.

They seem to have considered madness in a different light. They held madmen in a sort of reverence and thought they knew things that sane men did not.

It's not the large things that send a man to the madhouse...no, it's the continuing series of small tragedies...not the death of his love but the shoelace that snaps with no time left.

Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws in. If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart. Maybe it’s much the same.

If a man comes to the door of poetry untouched by the madness of the Muses, believing that technique alone will make him a good poet, he and his sane compositions never reach perfection, but are utterly eclipsed by the performances of the inspired madman.

A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free.

Today I felt pass over me
A breath of wind from the wings of madness.

Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.

If I rest, if I think inward, I go mad.

Love is merely a madness.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.