Jawaharlal Nehru Quotes

I don't think you ever know in yourself whether you have gone mad.

I'm very emotional; I think I may go mad in several years' time.

I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself.

... the work of lunatics.

I hear voices in my mind and you're worried that you're the freak,” he laughed.

Maybe that's what Hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up.

I feel certain that I'm going mad again, I feel we can't go thru another of those terrible times. And I shan't recover this time. I begin to hear voices

But the thought of being a lunatic did not greatly trouble him; the horror was that he might also be wrong.

Madness is a kind of mental suicide.

There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.

I have my own demons and dark moods. It's weird.

We all go a little mad sometimes.

Possibly he knew, as he wrote this, that he was mad - because inside every madman sits a little sane man saying 'You're mad, you're mad.'

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

There is only one difference between a madman and me. The madman thinks he is sane. I know I am mad.

I'll say it loud and say it proud. I'm completely insane.

I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror.

Perhaps I'm absolutely bonkers and don't know it. Perhaps I'm psychotically mental.

The darkness, the loop of negative thoughts on repeat, clamours and interferes with the music I hear in my head.

I've always had this term 'mad season' in my head.

I'm not a paranoid schizophrenic.

I'm a lunatic.

Most of the depressions are self-created. A few people are pathologically ill: they cannot help it. It just comes from within because of genetic and other factors. But almost everybody else can be driven to madness, because the line between sanity and insanity is quite thin.

After I binged last night -or was it tonight - I was convinced yet again that there were people coming to get me. It was more than just shadows and voices, more than just fantasies....it was real, and I was scared to my core.My bones were shaking...m heart was pounding...I thought I was going to explode. I'm glad I have you to talk to, to write this down. I tried to keep it all together, but then I gave in to the manes and became one with my insanity.

We swung between madness and suicide ... it was beautiful!