Shall we go?' he murmured, perhaps regretting his decision to show me his army of plastic cartoon figurines.
I finally realized that I had to embrace the madness, let it transform me instead of letting it define me. .... "You, my ferocious girl, are embracing the madness. Lean into it, won't ya?
... there is a whole hell of a lot of knowledge about the (expletive removed) human condition that we are not ready for.
Haslam leaves us in no doubt what we are supposed to make of Matthews' mental world: this is gibberish and nothing more.
Creativity is on the side of health - it isn't the thing that drives us mad; it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.
♫ Climbed that roost, alighted right there. Made mush of his head for the onlooker bears. A two-pronger her prize, a meat most rare. Do-gooders will pay. Do-gooders will fear. ♫
If you jotted down all of my ill-thought out comments, you could write a book entitled, Guide to Getting Punched in the Throat for Boneheads-Mad Hatter in "Death of the Mad Hatter" (Coming Soon!)
I was mad about the theatre growing up, really mad. We had a local theatre, the Torch, and I used to usher there. I would see the shows over and over again.
Professor Lupin: [commenting on Sirius' ragged looks] Finally, the flesh reflects the madness within. Sirius Black: Well, you'd know all about the madness within, wouldn't you Remus?
[Pearl reaches to touch Powell's switchblade] Rev. Harry Powell: No, no! Don't you touch that, little lamb. Don't touch my knife, that makes me mad. That makes me very, very mad.
What happens with 'Mad Men,' it's like an Elvis Costello album; I'll watch it, and then I immediately have to watch it again. AMC will play it back-to-back. I have a tendency to yell at it when my wife's not around because if she catches me yelling a...
Grant kissed my neck that I offered up like a willing victim in True Blood. Take me... Bite me. Lick me. Oh this was madness! Glorious, wonderful madness!" -Julie From: A New Addiction
Can you not see, […] that fairy tales in their essence are quite solid and straightforward; but that this everlasting fiction about modern life is in its nature essentially incredible? Folk-lore means that the soul is sane, but that the universe is...
[Man] literally drives himself into a blind obliviousness with social games, psychological tricks, personal preoccupations so far removed from the reality of his situation that they are forms of madness, but madness all the same.
She (the First Lady, entering the room with her gravely wounded husband) would admit fear but not despair.
There is always an inertia to be overcome in striking out a new line of conduct – not more in ourselves, it seems, than in circumscribing events, which appear as if leagued together to allow no novelties in the way of amelioration.
He was moderately truthful towards men, but to women lied like a Cretan-a system of ethics above all others calculated to win popularity at the first flush of admission into lively society.
It may have been observed that there is no regular path for getting out of love as there is for getting in. Some people look upon marriage as a short cut that way, but it has been known to fail.
This good-fellowship—camaraderie—usually occurring through similarity of pursuits, is unfortunately seldom superadded to love between the sexes, because men and women associate, not in their labours, but in their pleasures merely.
Don't take on about her, Gabriel. What difference does it make whose sweetheart she is, since she can't be yours?' 'That's the very thing I say to myself,' said Gabriel.
The depressed person is mired in the past; the manic person is obsessed with the future. Both destroy the present in the process.
