Crazy Quotes - Page 7

You should find something better to do with your time,” Mandy told him. “I spend my time shooting people, and then I take them to darkrooms and blow them up.”“…Come again?” Alecto questioned with a tone of alarm in his voice. “I take photographs and develop them myself, I’ve got my own darkroom… it was a joke,” Mandy laughed. “I love photography and I’m gonna be a photojournalist someday.”“Really?” Alecto asked. For the first time since she’d met him, he sounded slightly enthusiastic. “…I take photographs and I film my own home movies, I have a darkroom as well… but I can’t be a photojournalist like you… I can’t be anything… still, at least I can take photographs, it’s fun.

Not a very pretty world, is it?""Which one?

The line between passionate and crazy can be a thin one.

Writing is like talking to yourself, just in a way that makes it look like you're not crazy!

I decided that being called “crazy” by a man was not an insult but a challenge. It gives the woman an opportunity to say, “Crazy? Oh, I’ll show you fucking crazy.

I’ve never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with other men on your jobs, I think it will drive me mad. (Bones)

What do you call falling when the world is standing upside down?

They roared into the Lincoln Tunnel. A wild, inexplicable excitement mounted in Therese as she stared through the windshield. She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies might be dragged out together. She felt Carol glancing at her from time to time.

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind! There was something so special about that place...even your emotions had an echo...and so much space!

I can be a stupid girl inside of a crazy woman at times over you. If I weren’t, you should be worried! We all do stupid shit. I might as well be a fool for someone worth it.

People may do crazy things for love, but they will also do amazing things for money.

I didn’t believe that God told some guy, however many thousands of years ago, “Hey, build a ginormous boat in this desert over here.” I liked it as a story, though, because it seemed like the kind of thing God ought to say. There were crazy stupid things that needed to get done, or should have gotten done, or turned out to be wonderful when they did get done. And maybe, if God ever did tell people what to do, it was to stick up for these crazy stupid things that no one in their right mind would ever do otherwise.

A person willing to fly in the face of reason, authority, and common sense must be a person of considerable self-assurance. Since he occurs only rarely, he must seem eccentric (in at least that respect) to the rest of us. A person eccentric in one respect is often eccentric in others.

She thought she loved him. She was crazy.

Only wild cannot be tamed and I have been untamable.

I suppose if you take one part asshole and mix one part drugs, then stir in too much money for a man’s own good, this is the kind of crazy gravy you end up with.

But I'm Crazy. I swear to God I am.

Would you approach a crazy person with a loaded gun? Well, that is exactly what you are doing with some police officers when you approach them.

Boredom can be a lethal thing on a small island.

I act like shit don’t phase me inside it drives me crazy, my insecurities could eat me alive

His soft lips glide across my jaw. I’m dazzled by his touch, drugged by his promises, falling deeper and deeper into him. Before he reaches my mouth, I catch his hands and roll him off until he’s the one on his back, his wings no longer a hiding place but silky black pools along the g

Have nuts and be nuts.

I know you. Inside and out, Sara. I know you, and I’ve accepted it all. Every bit of the crazy. And I love you anyway remember?

The only difference between me and a madman is that he has the certification

So bloody massacre, so nasty, so brutal he just starts to eat alive people flesh.

The thoughts written on the walls of madhouses by their inmates might be worth publicizing.

And if sometimes, late at night in bed, I questioned whether or not I truly was insane, I told myself that it didn't matter. I was too happy to care.

Please don't talk to me like I'm crazy. I've been accused of personality disorders enough this week, thanks. You know I've slept with girls before and didn't get attached.

Why is it that the Alpha females are crazy?"Meryn shrugged. "She made sense to me."Colton turned to Meryn. "You also set Aiden's car on fire when he ignored you."Amelia looked at Meryn. "Sounds reasonable."Meryn grinned. "I know, right?

When I took the pills, I wanted to kill someone I hated. I didn't know that other Veronikas existed inside me, Veronikas that I could love.

The problem with educating stupid people was that they didn’t know they were stupid. The same went for curing crazy people.

I can't blame them, but I don't join in their sentiments. People can be very crazy when they are unhappy and heart-sore

Crazy was better than in love. You could walk away from crazy without regrets.

We would not be ashamed of doing some of the things we do in private, if the number of sane human beings who do them in public were large enough.

Those who are crazy enough to think they can change the world usually do.

The hours wear on, while the surreal atmosphere of the asylum does not wear off.

Have you ever been at a point that you don't know what to say? But yet you came up with this crazy idea to type this.

I understand I've made an unusual lifestyle choice. But the label 'crazy' bothers me. Annoys me. Because it prevents response. When someone asks if you're crazy, Knight lamented, you can either say yes, which makes you crazy, or you can say no, which makes you sound defensive, as if you fear that you really are crazy. There's no good answer.

I remember my brother as such a gentle and loving child, the best big brother a girl could hope for, but I remember when I started to sense our family's world tilting on its axis, the kaleidoscope turning, when things started to go wrong. From then on, it was like we were still ourselves, but our lives played out as though reflected back to us from a funhouse mirror.

God judges men from the inside out; men judge men from the outside in. Perhaps to God, an extreme mental patient is doing quite well in going a month without murder, for he fought his chemical imbalance and succeeded; oppositely, perhaps the healthy, able and stable man who has never murdered in his life yet went a lifetime consciously, willingly never loving anyone but himself may then be subject to harsher judgment than the extreme mental patient. It might be so that God will stand for the weak and question the strong.

You could have all the crazy thoughts you wanted, as long as you smiled and kept them to yourself.

Maybe he’s normal and we’re the crazy ones. Maybe everyone should talk to themselves. Maybe we’re all just afraid of what we’d say.

To all the boys, for when you become men: you'll leave women all throughout your life because they're holding you back, and even after she's gone she'll still weigh you down. To all the women: stay away from us men. We don't know anything about you, despite what we try to convince you of.

We share out craziness, our neuroses, our little bit of screwed-up-ness that comes from our family. We share it. And it feels like love.

She wasn't blotto, she was plotting.

She looked at me again, and the sweet and shy Nicole disappeared. Her eyes b

Tell me I'm not crazy," He said. I couldn't do that. I was nowhere near sane enough at the moment to advise anyone else on rational behavior.

I will drive the world crazywith love poems for you.So they can know how magnificent you areand how crazy I am.

Some are born mad, some achieve madness, and some have madness thrust upon 'em.

Because I know from experience that sometimes it's only the young ones who are crazy enough to change the world.

Boredom is a lack of crazy. Its a lack of creativity. Invention. Innovation. If you're bored, blame yourself.

I'm crazy, boy. I'm a madman. I could eat both of you for dinner and love every bite.

Does that new man in your life call his ex "a slut", "a whore", "a bitch", "psycho" , "crazy", "a nutter" etc etc. Chances are, whatever he's calling his ex right now, he'll be calling you when things don't go his way. Be warned.

Whatever makes you crazy is what you were created to crack. Whatever makes you sleepless is what you were born to succeed in. Don’t give up!

and then I decided I was a lemon for a couple of weeks.

You think you're losing your mind, but do keep in mind, as long as you may, that the ability to go on thinking such a thing means it's not all gone.

It might be a little bit crazy, even. Like, for real crazy. Not just 'oh isn't that charming and endearing' crazy but 'wow that might be a deep-seated psychological issue' crazy.

The truth is crazier than lies because lies are required to stick to possibilities—the truth isn’t.

It may come as an extraordinary shock to you but you're the only woman who has ever succeeded in getting under my skin. It could be because you're a raving lunatic.

I know all about insanity. It's not that bad once you beat up everyone who teases you about it.