“There's no progress without a dingaling.”
Source: Earthquakin' Egalitarian: I Die Everyday So Your Children Can Live
“How can we live in a mad world without going mad ourselves?”
Source: Notes on a Nervous Planet
“My genius is crumbling. I’m not complaining; it’s just that it hurts”
Source: Le pays où tout est permis / The Country Where Everything Is Permitted
“Yes, there's probably a ton of madness in those ambitions, but what are we if not mad beings? What are humans without madness? As i understand, madness is nothing more than a surge/bolt of criativity without the wires of rationality intertwined.
An idea is an surge of creativity tangled with rationality, but when such element is lost, all there is left is creativity on it's own, lost in threads of thoughts in the ship we call mind, with the rationality being the roles and the nails that keep it all together, and with this balance we sail.”
“We all have an ember of madness that lives inside us. Given sufficient oxygen, it becomes a torch. Carrying a torch is dangerous, but it can save you in your darkest hour. My life has taught me that people break, become unhinged, fall completely apart, and then recover. After all, without mud, there would be no lotus flower.”
Source: Eating Yellow Paint
“I now and then wished I could go mad”—he said thoughtfully “—it seemed a great deal easier than having always to think what to do next—but it doesna seem to come natural to me.”
Source: Voyager
“Lucifer? You're here?" She asked.
"Just throw them away, Ash." He told her.
But Ashley shook her head, "No, I can't. He'll be my saviour." She whispered, drifting off.
"Or your greatest disappointment.”
Source: On Human Hearts and Hog Parts
“There was laughter everywhere and the occasional scream and something about the whole event that felt like the edge of a nightmare when a pleasant dream turns to something malevolent.”
“By any reasonable definition of the term, the Archons are crazy.”
Source: Cali the Destroyer
“He had seen dogs and ponies feverishly coupling with bored young girls, and overfed women with rats and mice crawling across their brown bare skin, and felt nothing; but at the sight of vertebrae pushing against the back of her neck, pushing between her perfectly symmetrical shoulder blades as she inclined her head forward, brow furrowed, his mouth went dry, and he felt the planet sliding beneath his feet.”
Source: Monsters in a Mirror: Strange Tales from the Chapel Perilous