Amanda Hocking Quotes

In that way lies madness.

Anyone contemplating world war is certifiably insane, no matter how calm they seem.

That's the nice thing about insanity: evil people kill you, but crazy ones try to make you understand.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

Some of them … are tripping one another up, while others are twisting each other and groveling together in the mud, wallowing like swine … Others standing upright, … are attacking each other with blows and kicks … one looks as if he were going to spew out his teeth, unlucky man, his mouth full of blood and sand …. Nobody can easily convince me that men who do these things are not out of their minds.

I am thinking,’ he remarked quietly, ’whether I shall add to the disorder in this room, by scattering your brains about the fireplace.

On a street of right and wrong in every inch of sadness, rocks and tanks go hand in hand with madness.

I'm a Crank. I'm slowly going crazy. I keep wanting to chew off my own fingers and randomly kill people.

Insanity makes the rivers flow.

Ham shook his head, sitting down, pouring himself something to drink. "I don't get it, El. Why'd she attack him?" "She's loony," Spook said.

As war and government prove, insanity is the most contagious of diseases.

Madness breeds madness.

Leo had seen Tia Callida in action; she liked knives, snakes and putting babies in roaring fires. Yeah, definitely let's unleash her rage. Great idea.

War: that mad game the world so loves to play.

This is a mad planet," David Bowie said in 1971. "It's doomed to madness.

War...seems a mere madness, a collective insanity.

A man is an angel that has gone deranged.

Madness has its own dynamism. It just goes on.

War is always the same. It is young men dying in the fullness of their promise. It is trying to kill a man that you do not even know well enough to hate. Therefore, to know war is to know that there is still madness in the world.

Is the Master out of his mind?' she asked me. I nodded. 'And he's taking you with him?' I nodded again. 'Where?' she asked. I pointed towards the centre of the earth. 'Into the cellar?' exclaimed the old servant. 'No,' I said, 'farther down than that.

Dragons are more dangerous, and a good deal commoner, than bears. Fantasy is nearer to poetry, to mysticism, and to insanity than naturalistic fiction is. It is a real wilderness, and those who go there should not feel too safe.

Madness slunk in through a chink in History. It only took a moment.

When I'm a man, I will be an astronaut, and find Peter Pan on the second star on the right.

Oh, that way madness lies; let me shun that.

I've never met a man I didn't mutilate.