It is madness for sheep to talk peace with a wolf.

You will lead, you will strike up the march of the future, boys will swear by your name, and thanks to your madness they will no longer need to be mad

Sin is hell, grace is heaven; what madness it is to look more at hell than heaven

Then he dozed off to sleep and to dream dreams that for madness and audacity rivalled those of poppy-eaters.

Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time. This he had never experienced at Judge Miller’s down in the sun-kissed Santa Clara Valley. With the Judge’s sons, hunting and tramping, it had been a working partnership; with the Judge’s grandsons, a sort of pompous guardianship; and with the Judge himself, a stately and dignified friendship. But love that was feverish and burning, that was adoration, that was madness, it had taken John Thornton to arouse.

Great wits are near to madness, closely allied and thin partitions do their bounds divide.

It is the madness of folly, to expect mercy from those who have refused to do justice; and even mercy, where conquest is the object, is only a trick of war; the cunning of the fox is as murderous as the violence of the wolf

Only poetry or madness could do justice to the noises.

I have seen beyond the bounds of infinity and drawn down daemons from the stars….I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness.

If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!

I have harnessed the shadows that stride from world to world to sow death and madness.

All passion is madness.

In the secret of night, my prayer climbs like the liana, My prayer is, and I am not. It grows, and I perish. I have only my hard breath, my reason and my madness. I cling to the vine of my prayer. I tend it at the root of the stalk of night.

Madness is something rare in individuals — but in groups, parties, peoples, and ages, it is the rule.

True, we love life, not because we are used to living, but because we are used to loving. There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness.

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

You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.

You’re only given a little spark of madness. Don’t lose it.

To put meaning in one’s life may end in madness, But life without meaning is the torture Of restlessness and vague desire.

Dear child, some stories have no morals. Sometimes darkness and madness are simply that.

There was madness in any direction, at any hour.

Did I write it so as not to go mad or, on the contrary, to go mad in order to understand the nature of madness?

But what is liberty without wisdom, and without virtue? It is the greatest of all possible evils; for it is folly, vice, and madness, without tuition or restraint.

Madwoman, bad woman That’s just what you are

To complain is always nonacceptance of what is. It invariably carries an unconscious negative charge. When you complain, you make yourself into a victim. When you speak out, you are in your power. So change the situation by taking action or by speaking out if necessary or possible; leave the situation or accept it. All else is madness.

Madness does not come by breaking out, but by giving in; by settling down in some dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas; by being tamed.

Collective madness is called sanity.

Zaphod felt he was teetering on the edge of madness and wondered if he shouldn’t just jump over and have done with it.

In my madness I see your face in mine.

You wanted to accept everything, so accept madness too.

Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical

Let the light of your madness shine, and it will suddenly dawn on you

Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared, but instead, you should give it life.

Obsession is the wellspring of genius and madness.

There was truth and there was untruth, and if you clung to the truth even against the whole world, you were not mad.

Only the mad can be happy, and not many of those.

Yesterday This Day’s Madness did prepare; To-morrow’s Silence, Triumph, or Despair:
Drink! for you know not whence you came, nor why: Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.

Silence must be comprehended as not solely the absence of sound. It is the natural environment for serenity and contemplation. Life without silence is life without privacy. The difference between sanity and madness is the quality of our thoughts. Silence is on the side of sanity.

I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies but not the madness of people.

No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness

Don’t get mad at me cause you’ve been replaced, know your place.

Fall in love with the person who enjoys your madness. Not an idiot who forces you to be normal.

There is no element of genius without some form of madness.

I work so much. If I don’t get all the comforts, I will turn mad.

Kids end up seeing my movies anyway but some of the mothers get mad at me so I figured I’d make one that I can’t get yelled at for.

Culture is perishing in overproduction, in an avalanche of words, in the madness of quantity.