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94b3fca The Edge... There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. crazy crisis insanity Hunter S. Thompson
5eba938 "And now," Eric yelled into his mircophone, "we're going to sing a new song-one we just wrote. This one's for my girlfriend. We've been going out for three weeks, and, damn, our love is true. We're gonna be together forever, baby. This one's called 'Bang You Like a Drum." -- crazy eric funny humor love teen teenage-love Cassandra Clare
4450ec0 But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window--maybe rearrange all the furniture. crazy excitement fireworks hyper life wild Raymond Carver
c90f516 To be heroic is to be courageous enough to die for something; to be inspirational is to be crazy enough to live a little. clever courage courageous crazy death definition hero heroes heroic heroism inspirational life living living-life-to-the-fullest motivational soldier stand stand-out success warrior winning Criss Jami
e167c6b Boredom can be a lethal thing on a small island. crazy funny inspirational boredom Christopher Moore
b7950e6 "I paid, got up, walked to the door, opened it. I heard the man say, "that guy's nuts." out on the street I walked north feeling curiously honored." crazy death funny honor irony life mental poem poetry self soul Charles Bukowski
dcafc8a The problem with educating stupid people was that they didn't know they were stupid. The same went for curing crazy people. crazy crazy-people phoenix stupid stupid-people stupidity Chuck Palahniuk
04f5658 I'm liking that I can throw any kind of sentence at her without worrying it's too out there. crazy friendship love nick-o-leary norah-silverberg Rachel Cohn
9b5a6d1 "Can I see some ID?" "WE DON'T HAVE ID," said Jay, loudly. "'CAUSE WE'RE CANADIAN. WE DON'T USE ID...THERE. AND THAT'S WHY WE LOOK SO YOUNG. 'CAUSE WE'RE CANADIAN." Doug stiffened. Jay sounded crazy. Doug tried looking extra sane to even things out." canadian crazy funny sane Adam Rex
7bb5dbc "Gran, for the gods' love, it's talk like yours that starts riots!" I said keeping my voice down. "Will you just put a stopper in it?" She looked at me and sighed. "Girl, do you ever take a breath and wonder if folk don't put out bait for you? To see if you'll bite? You'll never get a man if you don't relax." My dear old Gran. It's a wonder her children aren't every one of them as mad as priests, if she mangles their wits as she mangles mine. "Granny, "I told her, "this is dead serious. I can't relax, no more than any Dog. I'm not shopping for a man. That's the last thing I need." baiting bickering crazy family-relationship granddaughter grandmother humor single-women Tamora Pierce
a1edeba As a kid, I imagined lots of different scenarios for my life. I would be an astronaut. Maybe a cartoonist. A famous explorer or rock star. Never once did I see myself standing under the window of a house belonging to some druggie named Carbine, waiting for his yard gnome to steal his stash so I could get a cab back to a cheap motel where my friend, a neurotic, death-obsessed dwarf, was waiting for me so we could get on the road to an undefined place and a mysterious Dr. X, who would cure me of mad cow disease and stop a band of dark energy from destroying the universe. crazy imagination quick-plot-summary Libba Bray
a3198ff Let's fly away and live forever crazy forever genius good life relativity Orson Scott Card
f014297 <> crazy dreams-inspirational madness poem Charles Baudelaire
0ecf402 It is just as crazy to be crazy about Christ as it is to be crazy about anything else. christ christianity crazy crazy-in-love crazy-love god inspirational jesus jesus-christ jesus-shock philosophy spirituality theology Peter Kreeft
de1c914 "You're innocent until proven guilty," Mandy exclaimed, unable to hide her gleeful smile. She missed the way people used to have normal conversations, used to be more caring for each other than themselves, back in the Seventies and Eighties. These days, she realized, neighbors kept to themselves, their kids kept to themselves, nobody talked to each other anymore. They went to work, went shopping and shut themselves up at home in front of glowing computer screens and cellphones... but maybe the nostalgic, better times in her life would stay buried, maybe the world would never be what it was. In the 21st century music was bad, movies were bad, society was failing and there were very few intelligent people left who missed the way things used to be... maybe though, Mandy could change things. Thinking back to the old home movies in her basement, she recalled what Alecto had told her. "We wanted more than anything else in the world to be normal, but we failed." The 1960's and 1970's were very strange times, but Mandy missed it all, she missed the days when Super-8 was the popular film type, when music had lyrics that made you think, when movies had powerful meanings instead of bad comedy and when people would just walk to a friend's house for the afternoon instead of texting in bed all day. She missed soda fountains and department stores and non-biodegradable plastic grocery bags, she wished cellphones, bad pop music and LED lights didn't exist... she hated how everything had a diagnosis or pill now, how people who didn't fit in with modern, lazy society were just prescribed medications without a second thought... she hated how old, reliable cars were replaced with cheap hybrid vehicles... she hated how everything could be done online, so that people could just ignore each other... the world was becoming much more convenient, but at the same time, less human, and her teenage life was considered nostalgic history now. Hanging her head low, avoiding the slightly confused stare of the cab driver through the rear view mirror, she started crying uncontrollably, her tears soaking the collar of her coat as the sun blared through the windows in a warm light." canada cape-breton cars convenient crazy crying death digital dying earth environment gone grief insane leaving-home lonely loss medications mental-illness misery moving nostalgia nova-scotia old-school reporter retro sad stop stuck taxi trapped Rebecca McNutt
7540218 It is closer to the truth to say that God is crazy than that God is reasonable. I suspect God merely smiles when someone calls him crazy, but shakes His head and frowns when someone calls Him reasonable. christianity crazy god jesus-shock philosophy reasonable spirituality theology Peter Kreeft
b789e92 "She dances a little jig. "This would make one hell of a TV show, huh?" "Yeah. But no one would believe it." I should let it go. But it's like the hole, like the door, and I have to know. Or at least, I have to ask. "Hey, Dulcie, was any of that real?" She finishes her dance and the wings come to rest. "Who's to say what's real or not?" "Yeah, but--my barometer on reality, not so good since I started going crazy. "Yeah, well, who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?" crazy life people Libba Bray
348e3ac They roared into the Lincoln Tunnel. A wild, inexplicable excitement mounted in Therese as she stared through the windshield. She wished the tunnel might cave in and kill them both, that their bodies might be dragged out together. She felt Carol glancing at her from time to time. crazy die-together patricia-highsmith romantic the-price-of-salt to-die-by-your-side wild Patricia Highsmith
5766731 I'll go from world to world until I find a time and place where you can come awake in safety. And I'll tell your story to my people, so that perhaps in time the can forgive you, too. The way that you've forgiven me. comprehension crazy ender forgivness genius life love regret truth Orson Scott Card
9c379a9 I made a circular motion with my finger around my temple to indicate I thought this guy was crazy, forgetting that there was no one in the room to see this circular motion except him. He saw it and frowned. circular crazy frowned motion John Swartzwelder
8c86e29 You said she's a senior? Babe we're ALL crazy. crazy funny girl gossip love romance senior you Cecily von Ziegesar
2b664bd THIS IS WHY He will never be given to wonder much if he was the mouth for some cruel force that said it. But if he were (this will comfort her) less than one moment out of millions had he meant it. So many years and so many turns they had swerved around the subject. And he will swear for many more the kitchen and everything in it vanished -- the oak table, their guests, the refrigerator door he had been surely propped against-- all changed to rusted ironwork and ash except in the center in her linen caftan: she was not touched. He remembers the silence before he spoke and her nodding a little, as if in the meat of this gray waste here was the signal for him to speak what they had long agreed, what somewhere they had prepared together. And this one moment in the desert of ash stretches into forever. They had been having a dinner party. She had been lonely. A friend asked her almost joking if she had ever felt really crazy, and when she started to unwind her answer in long, lovely sentences like scarves within her he saw this was the way they could no longer talk together. And that is when he said it, in front of the guests, because he couldn't bear to hear her. And this is why the guests have left and she screams as he comes near her. crazy desperation poetry Michael Ryan
5abc8b6 ","I am not crazy, my reality is just different from yours."-Cheshire Cat" crazy reality-sucks wonderland Lewis Carroll
4aa2ec1 I'm seventeen and I'm crazy. crazy fahrenheit-451 mgg ray-bardbury seventeen teenagers Ray Bradbury
bcf6d9e He had become completely mad in his movements; He seemed to be doing everything at the same time. It was a shaking of the head, up and down, sideways; jerky, vigorous hands; quick walking, sitting, crossing the legs, uncrossing, getting up, rubbing the hands, rubbing his fly, hitching his pants, looking up and saying 'Am,' and sudden slitting of the eyes to see everywhere; and all the time he was grabbing me by the ribs and talking, talking crazy energy mad Jack Kerouac
f10b249 "You should find something better to do with your time," Mandy told him. "I spend my time shooting people, and then I take them to darkrooms and blow them up." "...Come again?" Alecto questioned with a tone of alarm in his voice. "I take photographs and develop them myself, I've got my own darkroom... it was a joke," Mandy laughed. "I love photography and I'm gonna be a photojournalist someday." "Really?" Alecto asked. For the first time since she'd met him, he sounded slightly enthusiastic. "...I take photographs and I film my own home movies, I have a darkroom as well... but I can't be a photojournalist like you... I can't be anything... still, at least I can take photographs, it's fun." april-fool-s blow-up camera chemical crazy dark-room darkroom demented develop disturbing enthusiasm film friends funny hilarious home-movies humor insane instamatic joke kodak murder nikon photography photography-humor shoot strange super-8 weird Rebecca McNutt
492a5ab Live by yourself and you bound to talk yourself and when ye commence that folks start it up that you're light in the head. But I reckon it's all right to talk to a dog since most folks do even if a dog don't understand and cain't answer if he did. crazy dogs hermits pets solitude talking-to-yourself Cormac McCarthy
ba2c2dc "If you're looking for fast driving there's a dragway in the southwestern part of the county. It opens next week." "Do you race there?" he asks. "Yes." And I plan on spending a lot of time there over the next six weeks. "Isaiah." Beth attempts to step in between us, but Logan angles himself so that she can't. "That's not why I brought him here." An insane glint strikes the guy's eyes and all of a sudden, I feel a connection to him. A twitch of his lips shows he might be my kind of crazy. "How fast do the cars there go?" "Some guys hit speeds of 120 mph in an eighth mile." "No!" Beth stomps her foot. "No. I promised Ryan nothing crazy would happen. Logan, this is not why I brought you here." "Have you hit those speeds?" He swats his hand at Beth as if she's a fly, earning my respect. Most guys would be terrified of having their balls ripped off and handed to them for dismissing Beth like that. "Not driving my car, I haven't," I answer honestly. But I hope to with Rachel's car, and with mine, after a few modifications. "Speed can be bought. Just depends on how much you want to spend." Logan offers his hand. "I'm Logan." "Isaiah," I say as we shake. "Shit," mumbles Beth." car crazy isaiah logan no race shit speed Katie McGarry
0ff366f "In my dreams," said Ender, "I'm never sure whether I'm really me." crazy dreams ender genius person Orson Scott Card
b22690a You don't know what would have happened if I hadn't pushed. Nobody knows. I did it the way I did it, and it worked. Above all, it worked. crazy ender genius life love push Orson Scott Card
9e58fb9 "It's all in my mind. I'm in my right mind now, and my right mind is crazy. "You need to wake up, Ella." The words are a command I cannot obey." crazy ella-shepard in-my-mind mind wake-up Beth Revis
b8b2676 "Why did you revive me?" Alecto repeated. "Well... uh, well...." Mandy hesitated, her voice full of sudden misery. "They say there are five stages of grief, you know... five stages. denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. Not in any particular order. Anyhow, I denied your death, I was angry about it, I bargained with Mearth to try and get her to un-bury your site and I was depressed about the whole ordeal. One thing I just froze up on though was acceptance. I just couldn't accept your death. It was really cruel the way you died, and I missed you so much... Mearth, my parents, the cops, Dr. Pottie, they all thought I was crazy. When people think you're crazy, that label automatically dehumanizes you, because people can use it to discredit everything you say with, "oh, pay no mind to her, she's just this crazy lunatic with a dead imaginary friend." I just wanted to do something, anything to make it all go away, and I decided that I wanted to revive you." anger bargaining crazy death death-of-a-loved-one dehumanization denial depression discredit dying friend friendship grief help imaginary-friend loss lunatic mourning revival sadness Rebecca McNutt
3b59e5f "Or... maybe I'm not going crazy. "Maybe I'm some sort of android-cyborg-clone-thing, and I'm just breaking down. I'm not sure which way is worse. Dad laughs. "You're not in your right mind, dear," he says. "No, no, no, you're not." And then-- --Silence. Dad fades away. The reverie chair disappears. There's just blackness. I remember then that I am in the reverie of something dead. Whatever that thing was, it was dead. And, just as I'm starting to wonder if, perhaps, I have died, too, I see a light, far away in the corner of the dreamscape. The light isn't soft; it's not glowing. It crackles like silent lightning, burning with electricity, sparks flying out and fizzling in the dark. I don't know why--it makes no sense, the way dreams often don't--but I want to touch the light. So I do." blackness breaking-down crazy dead dreamscape light mind reverie silence Beth Revis
aaf1944 She wasn't blotto, she was plotting. crazy girl lightbulbs plotting Susanna Kaysen
2349be7 A career in the arts can make anyone crazy. career crazy Christopher Bram
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