#madness

Silence in the shell of a city, no baby crying, no car honking, no ambulance shrieking, no lovers moaning, no drunks throwing up in the alley, no lights, nothing but wind and rain and snow in its season and rust and a rattling of open doors and carcass smell. It was a possibility like a brain tumor or a scorpion bite. ↗

— Anne Roiphe

#art-and-madness #autobiographical #art

Mad Hatter: “Why is a raven like a writing-desk?” “Have you guessed the riddle yet?” the Hatter said, turning to Alice again. “No, I give it up,” Alice replied: “What’s the answer?” “I haven’t the slightest idea,” said the Hatter ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#insanity #madness #idea

And how do you know that you're mad? "To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?" I suppose so, said Alice. "Well then," the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags it's tale when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad. ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#cats #cheshire-cat #madness #dog

Sanity is a madness put to good uses. ↗

— George Santayana

#sanity #write

No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness. ↗

— Aristotle

#genius #great-minds #madness #mind

Doubt … is an illness that comes from knowledge and leads to madness. ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#knowledge #madness #doubt

First sign of madness, talking to your own head. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#madness #talking

Madness in great ones must not unwatched go. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#shakespeare

I don't possess these thoughts I have --- they possess me. I don't possess these feelings I have --- They obsess me. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#madness #obsession #possession #thoughts #obsession

The trauma said, ‘Don’t write these poems. Nobody wants to hear you cry about the grief inside your bones. ↗

— Andrea Gibson

#bones #grief #the-madness-vase #trauma #grief