Brennan Manning Quotes

We all go a little mad sometimes.

I think that every young person is a little mentally ill, you know? If we're not totally shutting down, we're all a little bit mentally ill in our twenties and maybe into our early thirties.

There's certainly a side of me that isn't completely... sane. Or completely 'even' all the time. We all have our dark sides.

I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.

You know how a lot of people say they could go crazy? Well, I feel I live very close to that line.

I've always been a lunatic.

I have lived one step away from losing my mind for years. I am quick and accurate in spotting unstable streaks in others.

Her feelings she hides Her dreams she can't find She's losing her mind She's falling behind She can't find her place She's losing her faith She's falling from grace She's all over the place

I've been outta my mind a long time.

If I lose my mind again and I tell you that I'm thinking of getting married, I want you to put me in a straight jacket and take me to the beach at high tide.

No mat­ter how much I try and hide this, bit by bit, I start to fall apart.

Zaphod felt he was teetering on the edge of madness and wondered if he shouldn't just jump over and have done with it.

[The] majority of the girls working there had major emotional problems. And not cries-too-much emotional problems; more like stabs-her-boyfriend-with-a-steak-knife-then-falls-into-a-corner-and-starts-whispering-to-herself emotional problems.

The line between normal and crazy seemed impossibly thin. A person would have to be an expert tightrope walker in order not to fall.

He suddenly became convinced that if he didn’t do something sensible, something to put his mind to some use, then before he knew it he would be wondering round the streets having fights with himself and inviting domestic animals to social occasions too.

something is always falling apart in me.

True, nervous, very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am, but why will say that I am mad?! The disease had haunted my senses, not destroyed, not dulled them. Of all the sense of hearing acute.

I have a fear of letting my mind wander. I'm afraid it might not come back.

I found him well educated, with unusual powers of mind, but infected with misanthropy, and subject to perverse moods of alternate enthusiasm and melancholy.

When you're unhinged, things make their way out of you that should be kept inside, and other things get in that ought to be shut out. The locks lose their powers. The guards go to sleep. The passwords fail.

There is the old catch-22 line that a mentally unstable person can't know, as per their illness, that they are unstable. But that was wrong. You can and do have the insight to see your own crazy.

I feel at times that I'm making up these little people and I've lost my mind.

I’ve known a lot of people go mad over the years, and it is more distressing than people dying. People dying is quite natural, people going mad is the complete antithesis of that.

Madness is not a consequence of uncertainty but of certainty.

It was not facing what life dealt that made you crazy, but rather trying to set life straight where it was unstraightenable.