Madness
A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free.
You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
There is just so much hurt, disappointment, and oppression one can take... The line between reason and madness grows thinner.
But what is liberty without wisdom, and without virtue? It is the greatest of all possible evils; for it is folly, vice, and madness, without tuition or restraint.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
Optimism is the madness of insisting that all is well when we are miserable.
Drunkenness is nothing but voluntary madness.
What has violence ever accomplished? What has it ever created? No martyr's cause has ever been stilled by an assassin's bullet. No wrongs have ever been righted by riots and civil disorders. A sniper is only a coward, not a hero; and an uncontrolled or uncontrollable mob is only the voice of madness, not the voice of the people.
When love is not madness, it is not love.
Science has not yet taught us if madness is or is not the sublimity of the intelligence.
There is no great genius without some touch of madness.
What is life? A madness. What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story. And the greatest good is little enough; for all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams.
We are little flames poorly sheltered by frail walls against the storm of dissolution and madness, in which we flicker and sometimes almost go out... we creep in upon ourselves and with big eyes stare into the night... and thus we wait for morning.
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