#insanity

You walk a fine line between beautifully macabre and uncharacteristically psychotic. ↗

— Solange nicole

#insanity #life #macabre #beauty

He had discovered that there was not just one God but many, and some were more than cruel — they were insane, and that changed all. Cruelty, after all, was understandable. With insanity, however, there was no arguing. ↗

— Stephen King

#god #insanity #change

Insanity is the ability to communicate your ideas. It’s as if you were in a foreign country, able to see and understand everything that’s going on around you but incapable of explaining what you need to know or of being helped, because you don’t understand the language they speak there. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#reality #communication

This place has only three exits, sir: Madness, and Death. ↗

— Rene Daumal

#madness #philosophy #surrealism #death

Insanity - a perfectly rational adjustment to an insane world. ↗

— R. D. Laing

#insane #insanity #perfectly #rational #world

Delusions are hardly an escape from reality. It’s a way of understanding insane people living in a backwards world. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#escape #family #friendships #insanity #love

We have now left Reason and Sanity Junction. Next stop, Looneyville. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#harry-dresden #humor #insanity #humor

Being able to embrace contradictions is a sign of intelligence. Or insanity. ↗

— Richard Kadrey

#insanity #intelligence #intelligence

It was the essence of life to disbelieve in death for one's self, to act as if life would continue forever. And life had to act also as if little issues were big ones. To take a realistic attitude toward life and death meant that one lapsed into unreality. Into insanity. It was ironic that the only way to keep one's sanity was to ignore that one was in an insane world or to act as if the world were sane. ↗

— Philip José Farmer

#insanity #ironic #life #sane #sanity

I watched the black ocean in his eyes and saw this flash behind them and understood what he had meant the night before, about the insanity that had gripped him. He was not so far gone as to be lost, but he was close, and I knew it had come from me turning my back on him as I had started to flee. Whether I wanted to or not, I anchored him to this world, and I was the only thing he'd known, maybe for his whole life. He had watched me, yes, he had stalked me, oh yes, but it had driven him to the edge. I inhaled sharply at the wildness I saw in him, the despair that was threatening to rise. ↗

— T.J. Klune

#insanity #life