“words in my own reality,
my own mind,
are trapped there,
screaming to escape
as lines and curves
as throbbing black blood
onto the crisp ivory paper,
sitting placidly,
below my trembling hand,
hair falls into my face,
coldness burns in my bones,
my thoughts choke me as
I sit in pure agony,
plummeting into the
intoxicatingly sweet hands
of madness”
“Madness is the only route towards genius.”
Source: Scarlosophy: Thinking Out Loud
“Words in my own reality,
My own mind,
Are trapped there
Screaming to escape,
As lines and curves,
As throbbing black blood,
As a dance of loops and coils,
Onto the crisp ivory paper,
Sitting placidly,
Anticipatory,
Beneath my trembling hand,
Hair falls into my face,
Coldness burns in my bones,
My thoughts choke me as
I sit in pure agony,
Plummeting into the
Intoxicatingly sweet hands of
Madness.”
“Too much sanity is madness. The greatest madness of all is to see the world as it is, and not as it should be.”
Source: El ingenioso hidalgo Don Quijote de La Mancha
“Do everything that you can to resist Void Madness. Focus on the love, joy and
happiness that can be found within yourself, no matter where you are. If you ponder the
reality of The Void’s vast expanse for even one brief moment, it could have devastating
effects on your mind, so focus instead on the present. Bring your attention to your day-today
goals.
How will you find food? What will you drink to survive? Where is there a safe place to
hide?
Focusing on the present will keep you from straying into Void Madness, and keep you
productive for the harsh times ahead.”
Source: Dr. Chuck Tingle's Complete Guide To The Void
“Of course, everyone has a touch of madness in them. In fact, there’s something frightening about a person who isn’t a little crazy.”
Source: The Ten Loves of Mr. Nishino
“What I've dared, I've willed; and what I've willed, I'll do! They think me mad -- Starbuck does; but I'm demoniac, I am madness maddened! - Capt. Ahab.”
Source: Moby-Dick or, The Whale
“Mientras estuve loco, nosotros simplemente éramos los Sims de unos nosotros muchísimo más evolucionados que vivían en un plano superior.”
Source: Por si las voces vuelven
“In the glacier of words grinding toward the twentieth century, Prendergast’s card was a single fragment of mica glinting with lunacy, pleading to be picked up and pocketed.”
Source: The Devil in the White City: Murder, Magic, and Madness at the Fair That Changed America
“Everyone appears mad who recognizes the eternal ideas in fleeting things.”