998 Quotes About Madness

رُبَّما سرتُ إلى حُبِّكِ معصوبَ العيونِو نَسَفْتُ الجسرَ ما بين اتِّزاني و جُنونيأنا لا يمكنُ أن أعشقَ إلاّ بجُنونيفاقْبَلِيني هكذا .. أو فارْفُضِيني ..

Do you know, I began to see what marriage is for. It’s to keep people away from each other. Sometimes I think that two people who love each other can be saved from madness only by the things that come between them—children, duties, visits, bores, relations—the things that protect married people from each other. We’ve been too close together—that has been our sin. We’ve seen the nakedness of each other’s souls.

It is madness. But sometimes, madness is the only path forward.

Without God, reality is madness. Reason will tell you so. You either madly trust in God, or you trust in a world gone mad without him.

If you could stretch a given minute, what would you find between its unstuck components? Probably some kind of astral madness. A bleak comprehension of the final size of things.

I know how to emulate crazy.

Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad.

Was it a form of madness, no longer to be able to trust your sense of things? To be betrayed by decisions apparently arrived at carefully and through reason, but really no more than marauding appetites cunningly tricked out as reasonable choices?

I wondered what sort of woman loved a man like that.