#insanity

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

I attributed the incidence to temporary insanity, and in my own defense, I'd like to say I haven't run over anyone since. ↗

— Janet Evanovich

#money

I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself. ↗

— Jonathan Franzen

#certain level #i #inflicted #insanity #level

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

The more sensitive the lunatic, the less able is he to resist this prying interest of the normal human being. I felt that Renée's change of key - to myself, I compared Renée to a sweet melody, a little flat despite its laborious harmonies - was approaching. ↗

— Colette

#insanity #sensitivity #sidonie-gabrielle-colette #change

Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed. ↗

— Derek Landy

#humor #humorous #insanity #lunatics #death

If he had to spend the evening with madwomen, he would prefer at least one of them be willing to let him grope her. ↗

— Thomm Quackenbush

#insane #insanity #dreams

Her world fragmented into dozens of sharp, cutting shards, shedding the salty blood and saltier tears that ringed the bitter cocktail of her despair. She was caterpillar and butterfly, both, caught in a cocoon of raw nerves and open sores; she was insanity, wrapped up in the thin, transient wrappings of a temporary lucidity; and she was afraid, because an innate desire lay in the bottom reaches of her psyche for the very poison that was killing her. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#fear #horror #insanity #loneliness #madness