Kathryn Stockett Quotes

Insanity hovered close at hand, like an eager waiter at an expensive restaurant.

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

When you are insane, you are busy being insane - all the time.

If you went crazy, would you know it?

Madness, as I understood it from books, meant a person who was open to the high white whine of everything.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

I don't think many people get to play big emotions in life.

The United States is a madhouse.

No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness.

I am interested in madness. I believe it is the biggest thing in the human race, and the most constant. How do you take away from a man his madness without also taking away his identity? Are we sure it is desirable for a man's spirit not to be at war with itself, or that it is better to be serene and ready to go to dinner than to be excited and unwilling to stop for a cup of coffee, even?

Man is the only animal who is prone to insanity.

I will be brief. Your noble son is mad.

First sign of madness, talking to your own head.

Demoniac frenzy, moping melancholy.

Plenty of crazy people in New York. There are so many crazy people here, I think it's like one out of every one person is completely out of their mind.

When you are insane, you are busy being insane-all the time ... when I was crazy, that was all I was.

The different sorts of madness are innumerable.

As an experience, madness is terrific ... and in its lava I still find most of the things I write about.

I know,' said Erin, and described how she'd lately felt depressed in a new and scary way, which Paul also had felt lately and described as a sadness-based fear, immune to tone and interpretation, as if not meant for humans - more visceral than sadness, but unlike fear because it decreased heart rate and impaired the senses, causing everything to seem 'darker.

Madness has its own dynamism. It just goes on.

But I like my madness. There is a thrill in it unknown to such sanity as yours. ~ Book 1, Chapter 9.

I've written this song called 'Insania' - it's a mix of Insane and Mania, and even though it's a made up word you instantly know what it means!

The idea began to sink in, more than it ever had, that I might be crazy, in the traditional sense of the word. That I might be, forever and ever amen, a Crazy Person. That's what we'd suspected all along, what I'd been working so hard to disprove, what might be true. I preferred, by far, being dead.

Was insanity just a matter of dropping the act?

[defines a madman as] a man who preferred to become mad,in the socially accepted sense of the word, rather than forfeit a certain superior idea of human honor.