She disappeared; her voice, her laughter and the warmth of her breath never seen by no one again.

Are you insane? she replied. Yes. Jeoff didn't even bat an eye as he admitted it. - Arabella & Jeoff

Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back, it was time to call the whole thing off.

I was satisfied that I had done my best. She was insane.

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...

And what if you could go back in time and take all those hours of sorrow and insanity and replace them with something better?

One secret of life is that the reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day. Another secret is that laughter is carbonated holiness

Barbee had always wondered about mental institutions. He thought of taking notes for a feature story on this adventure at Glennhaven, as the evening wore on, began to seem remarkable for utter lack of...

Love is a fake!" Olson was blaring. "There are three great truths in the world and they are a good meal, a good screw, and a good shit, and that's all!

Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.

It's like there was a fellow in every man that's done a-past the sanity or the insanity, that watches the sane and the insane doings of that man with the same horror and the same astonishment.

Louisiana is a fresh-air mental asylum.

I was cautious in what I said before the young lady; for I could not be sure that she was sane; and, in fact, there was a certain restless brilliancy about her eyes that half led me to imagine she was...

Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence– whether much that is glorious– whether all that is profound– does not spring...

Sometimes I notice I'm demented, especially at sunset.

All over America, people were pulling credentials out of their pockets and sticking them under someone else's nose to prove they had been somewhere or done something. And I thought someday everyone in...

I began to get a feeling {...} of being the only sane man in a nut house. It doesn't make you feel superior but depressed and scared, because there is nobody you can contact.

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...