Madness is a completely undervalued quality and I don’t…

We instantly believe everything we think. Isn't that insane? It's good for us to explore the depravity of our minds, so we know we…

— Krishna Das

But what struck me was the book-madness of the place--books lay scattered across the unmade bed and the top of a battered-looking desk, books…

— Steven Millhauser

“Passion often makes a madman of the cleverest man, and renders the greatest fools clever.”

— François de La Rochefoucauld

I wish you a wrestling match with your Creative Muse that will last a lifetime. ... I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon…

— Ray Bradbury

Let your love drive you mad, mad about life, mad about the smell of Jasmine. Mad about the painting that reminds you of one…

— Melody Minagar

Why is it, my shadow-striding friend, that we don't fear dreams? We lose consciousness, lose control, things happen with no apparent logic and abiding…

— Brent Weeks

“One person's strange is another person's normal.”

— Dani Harper

“I swam across the torrent of my madness, and pulled myself upon the shore of a new and better sanity.”

— Frances Hardinge

“No man is normal without a tinge of madness in him! Madness in a person is a sign of intelligence, whoever they are. A…

— Fahad Basheer

Impulse arrested spills over, and the flood is feeling, the flood is passion, the flood is even madness.

— Aldous Huxley

Not everyone is capable of madness; and of those lucky enough to be capable, not many have the courage for it.

— August Strindberg

“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with…

— William Shakespeare

“the characteristics the modern mind prides itself on are precisely those of madness.”

— Ernest Becker

“Madness,” he exclaimed to himself, in astonishment, faltering. “Madness! What do they want? Once again, once again!” War once again, war that had so…

— Stefan Zweig

Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over…

— Homer