Christian Slater Quotes

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

A lot of my songs are about being a teenager with a tornado in your head.

I had a variety of minds about me and all of them unsettled.

We are always running, and it has become a habit. We struggle all the time, even during our sleep. We are at war with ourselves, and we can easily start a war with others.

Most drama in our lives is really rather squalid.

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

I don't like to be crazy on different levels all of the time.

I haven't gone completely insane, but it might happen soon.

I don't feel any pressure from fans. But I'm always in some kind of state of emotional turmoil. I would not describe myself as happy-go-lucky. That's not to say that I'm not happy.

I'm sort of like a maniac, and I can't get out of it.

Emotions are messy and hard to figure out.

... madness entered my veins.

These visits make me sick, and I really think they will make me crazy.

Many today feel troubled and distressed; many feel that, at any moment, the ships of their lives could capsize or sink.

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

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

Just for the record, the weather today is increasing turmoil with a possible physical and emotional breakdown.

My life is in shambles. It is crazy. It couldn't get any crazier. I'm just trying to stay sane.

Mattie sat at the table, obsessing, orbiting around herself. She was sick of her worried, hostile mind. It would have killed her long before, she felt, if it hadn't needed the transportation.

I have no balance. My life is a hot mess.

That's what it's like in my head all the time, constant snow, constant weather patterns of all sorts - blizzards, cyclones.

Stress is caused by being here but wanting to be there, or being in the present but wanting to be in the future. It's a split that tears you apart inside.

Today I felt pass over me A breath of wind from the wings of madness.