The world used us as an excuse to go mad.
The world is mad, but let's not get angry about it.
To communicate with each other, we got to get mad at each other sometimes.
I have a long list of things that make me mad.
Capable: We are not things. We are not things!
Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.
In the industry, I got a lot of attention for 'Mad Men,' because everyone in the industry watches it.
The worst of madmen is a saint run mad.
I was raised that way: don't get mad, get smart.
Sometimes the crowd is the madness - at others it's the absence of the crowd that is.
I don't hate women - they just sometimes make me mad.
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