#insanity

If flatness were funny, a dinner plate would be hilarious. ↗

— Walter Moers

#insanity #funny

People can do great things. However, there are some things they just CAN'T do. I, for instance, have not been able to transform myself into a Popsicle, despite years of effort. ↗

— Brandon Sanderson

#insanity #humor

Whenever I think of something but can't think of what it was I was thinking of, I can't stop thinking until I think I'm thinking of it again. I think I think too much. ↗

— Criss Jami

#challenge #clever #cognition #cognitive #cognitive-psychology

Insanity is catching. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#money

The moods of faerie changes every thirty minutes and it was such a lovely thing not to considered insanity. ↗

— Ellezier Ominoreg

#insanity #change

People say 'I love Artists', but what they really know about Artists? They've ever thought about sharing the real madness with us? I believe those extreme passions/emotions in me separated from the real world is the sauce to pull out the inspirations out of me that touch the core of people's hearts, which is usually wandering about deep inside of you unconsciously covered with the social taboo called 'common sense'. ↗

— Hiroko Sakai

#emotion #insanity #life-of-artist #madness #passion

When you aim high and you want to create a difference, all you need is a SPARK from your heart. ↗

— Vishal Bhojwani

#cool #insanity #inspirational #inspirational

If only everyone could know and live with their inner craziness. Would the world be a worse place for it? No, people would be fairer and happier. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#insanity #intellectual #self-help #freedom

Fat realized that one of two possibilities existed and only two; either Dr. Stone was totally insane – not just insane but totally so – or else in an artful, professional fashion he had gotten Fat to talk; he had drawn Fat out and now knew that Fat was totally insane. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#insanity #mental-health #psychiatrist #sanity #art

She thought of the recurrent waves of pain that for some reason or other she and her husband had had to endure; of the invisible giants hurting her boy in some unimaginable fashion; of the incalculable amount of tenderness contained in the world; of the fate of this tenderness, which is either crushed or wasted, or transformed into madness; of neglected children humming to themselves in unswept corners; of beautiful weeds that cannot hide from the farmer. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#innocence #insanity #beauty