Best 38 of Crazy people quotes - MyQuotes
It seems like it's my night with Becky tonight, she's down in the dumps because of Adam." "The quarterback who wants to bang you?" I shook my head. He knew exactly who Adam was. "Yes, she likes him." He grimaced. "She could have better taste in men." "You want her to go after you instead?" His eyes got wide. "You should encourage those two to date.
Once I talked to the inmates of an insane asylum in Hartford. I have talked to idiots a thousand times, but only once to the insane.
Next time, can you ask him to bring cookies? I don't like to put up with that level of insane unless there's some kind of high-calorie compensation.
It seems to me that really crazy people don't think they're crazy. Why would you?
Cassidy continued to rub his chest and groaned at Ollie pleadingly. “I don't like it. Make it stop.” “It's just love, sweetie. It won't kill you. I promise.” “Love totally sucks ass!” Ollie shrugged nonchalantly. “Perhaps I'm wrong. Maybe you're having a heart attack.” Cassidy glanced back up, hopeful. “You think?” Ollie shook his head. “You're one sick bitch.
You might just be the craziest person I've ever know, but you're also the bravest. - Marcus
I had a soft spot for crazy people.
I'm quite mad by nature, and it's my craziness that has saved me from extinction.
Who's crazy: people who trust other people, or people who don't?
Jodi Lynn Anderson
You look like a crazy person," Adri said. "You look boring and average," Lily replied.
Come on, let's go. Crazy people do crazy things.
Crazy things happen to crazy people - You know that crazy person in your life? Friend, family member, in-law, whatever, who always has crazy things happen to him or her? And you're always like 'What? Again? How can this much weird shit happen to this one person? That's why. Don't waste your time trying to figure it out.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
All Mad" 'He is mad as a hare, poor fellow, And should be in chains,' you say, I haven't a doubt of your statement, But who isn't mad, I pray? Why, the world is a great asylum, And the people are all insane, Gone daft with pleasure or folly, Or crazed with passion and pain. The infant who shrieks at a shadow, The child with his Santa Claus faith, The woman who worships Dame Fashion, Each man with his notions of death, The miser who hoards up his earnings, The spendthrift who wastes them too soon, The scholar grown blind in his delving, The lover who stares at the moon. The poet who thinks life a paean, The cynic who thinks it a fraud, The youth who goes seeking for pleasure, The preacher who dares talk of God, All priests with their creeds and their croaking, All doubters who dare to deny, The gay who find aught to wake laughter, The sad who find aught worth a sigh, Whoever is downcast or solemn, Whoever is gleeful and gay, Are only the dupes of delusions— We are all of us—all of us mad.