#san

It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#go #insane #reality #response #sometimes

The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#willful-ignorance #ignorance

ذو العقلِ يشقى في النعيمِ بعقلهِ وأخو الجهالةِ في الشقاوةِ ينعمُ ↗

— أبو الطيب المتنبي

#ignorance

My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#song

Salahkah bila kita menghargai pikiran yang merdeka-yang tidak dikejar kejar, yang tak diusut dan diancam, sebuah pikiran yang tak ditakut-takuti oleh cap "berdosa" atas nama Tuhan ataupun kewaspadaan. ↗

— Goenawan Mohamad

#kebebasan #ideology

Now this is the point. You fancy me a mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded... ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#sanity #wise

Simon stepped between them. “I’m not going to let you fight with each other.” “And what are you going to do about it if . . . Oh.” Jace's gaze trailed up to Simon’s forehead, and he grinned reluctantly. “ So basically you’re threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I don’t do what you say? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels #jace-lightwood #mortal-instruments #simon-lewis #fighting

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

All around me darkness gathers, Fading is the sun that shone, We must speak of other matters, You can be me when I'm gone Flowers gathered in the morning, Afternoon they blossom on, Still are withered in the evening, You can be me when I'm gone. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#flowers

Sanity is a madness put to good uses. ↗

— George Santayana

#sanity #write