William Faulkner Quotes

You don't think I'm crazy?" I asked hesitantly. "Like I'm one to judge another persons sanity.

I thought you were sane," I said, "but you're just as crazy as the rest of them.

People think I'm totally crackers.

Do you think if people knew how crazy you really were, no one would ever talk to you?

We all exist in our own personal reality of craziness.

A large proportion of my best friends are a little bit crazy. ... I try to be cautious with my friends who are too sane. Depression is itself destructive, and it breeds destructive impulses: I am easily disappointed in people who don't get it.

Sanity is a matter of culture and convention. If it's a crazy culture you live in, then you have to be irrational to want to conform. A completely rational person would recognize that the culture was crazy and refuse to conform. But by not conforming, he is the one who would be judged crazy by that particular society.

I think we're all pretty crazy on this bus. I'm not sure I know anyone who's got all the dots on his or her dice.

Who are those people by whom you wish to be admired? Are they not these whom you are in the habit of saying that they are mad? What then? Do you wish to be admired by the mad?

It is essential to the sanity of mankind that each one should think the other crazy - a condition with which the cynicism of human nature so cordially complies, one could wish it were a concurrence upon a subject more noble.

I didn't know there was something really wrong, because everyone was crazy. It's just that everyone else was still functional. I didn't realize that I was any worse off.

Belane, are you nuts?" Who knows? Insanity is comparative. Who sets the norm?

There's still always the possibility that I've gone totally, clinically cuckoo. But somehow I don't think so anymore. An article I once read said that crazy people don't worry about being crazy - that's the whole problem.

Who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?

Everyone's crazy anyway. And those who think they aren't, are the ones who are even crazier - because they're in denial.

I think everybody's crazy, and if I'm the one being a little direct about it, that's fine by me.

I am not as crazy as people think.

A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?

Of course I'm crazy, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong

You know I've been called crazy.

I know I look crazy, but I am not!

I'm not crazy in my head. Maybe in everybody else's.

Nothing sounds as crazy as telling people you're not crazy.

I look crazy, but I'm not. And the funny thing is, that other people don't look crazy, but they are.

Sometimes I think that if I wasn't crazy... I'd go crazy.