In his madness and his blindness he was Lear and…

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