Madness Quote by Eugene O'Neill Download Open image ““The Mad Scene. Enter Ophelia!”” — Eugene O'Neill ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Madness Ophelia
“And what would you know of escape, precious mad thing that you are?” — Lisa Mantchev Copy Share Image
“Mad Olia had a lot to say, and most of it was nonsensical, if it could be understood at all. Like bad poetry spoken… — Charlie N. Holmberg Copy Share Image
“I think of Madoc, dozing away upstairs, all his dreams of murder. I think of Oriana and Oak being forced apart for years. I… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“The Aphrodite’s yours, Joss. Take care of her for me.” “Aye, I will.” A knowing look passed between them. “I’ll look after the ship,… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
“Oh, God. I’m trapped in the fucking Chronicles of Narnia." "I’m sure that would be an amusing reference, if I understood it.” — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
“May I introduce you all to the main course?" Morpheus spreads out an arm with a dramatic flare. "Dinner, meet your worthy adversaries, the… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“I was in the midst of narrating a wicked chapter where the heroine is tied up and blindfolded, when it finally happened.” — Genna Rulon Copy Share Image
Life is perhaps best regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“You can't be too careful about work. It's the most dangerous habit known to medical science.” — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“LARRY--(with increasing bitter intensity, more as if he were fighting with himself than with Hickey) I'm afraid to live, am I?--and even more afraid… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
The child was diseased at birth, stricken with a hereditary ill that only the most vital men are able to shake off. I mean… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“Now I have to lie, especially to myself. But how can you understand, when I don't myself. I've never understood anything about it, except… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
How thick the fog is. I can't see the road. All the people in the world could pass by and I would never know.… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
Not everyone is capable of madness; and of those lucky enough to be capable, not many have the courage for it. — August Strindberg Copy Share Image
Impulse arrested spills over, and the flood is feeling, the flood is passion, the flood is even madness. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“I swam across the torrent of my madness, and pulled myself upon the shore of a new and better sanity.” — Frances Hardinge Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“Passion often makes a madman of the cleverest man, and renders the greatest fools clever.” — François de La Rochefoucauld Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
You are my inspiration and my folly. You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day's wage. You are… — George Bernard Shaw Copy Share Image
