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"You're insane!" she shouted. "Pretty cool, huh?" "No!"Tally yelled. "Why didn't you tell me it was broken?" Shay shrugged. "More fun that way?" "More fun?" Her heart beating fast,her vision strangely clear. She was full of anger and relief and...joy. "Well, kind of. But you suck!"
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joy
funny
coaster
roller
shay
tally
relief
insane
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Some are born mad, some achieve madness, and some have madness thrust upon 'em.
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madness
shakespeare
mad
insane
william-shakespeare
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Emilie Autumn |
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Alcohol ruined me financially and morally, broke my heart and the hearts of too many others. Even though it did this to me and it almost killed me and I haven't touched a drop of it in seventeen years, sometimes I wonder if I could get away with drinking some now. I totally subscribe to the notion that alcoholism is a mental illness because thinking like that is clearly insane.
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money
drinking
heartbreak
alcoholism
insane
mental-illness
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Craig Ferguson |
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She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.
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women
love
wild
insane
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Charles Bukowski |
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"You drive me fucking insane sometimes." I drove myself fucking insane."
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j-lynn
jennifer-l-armentrout
wait-for-you
cam
insane
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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When I took the pills, I wanted to kill someone I hated. I didn't know that other Veronikas existed inside me, Veronikas that I could love.
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existence
hate
love
menthal
pill
suicidal
other
decide
hospital
kill
die
insane
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Paulo Coelho |
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... the reason life works at all is that not everyone in your tribe is nuts on the same day. [pp. 65-66]
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sanity
nuts
tribe
insane
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Anne Lamott |
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They must take me for a fool, or even worse, a lunatic. And no wonder ,for I am so intensely conscious of my misfortune and my misery is so overwhelming that I am powerless to resist it and am being turned into stone, devoid of all knowledge or feeling.
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windmills
quixote
stone
misery
misfortune
lunatic
insane
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Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |
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He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.
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mad
dark
teen
monstrous
tana
sci-fi
gavriel
paranormal
paranormal-romance
tana-bach
the-coldest-girl-in-coldtown
insane
ya
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Holly Black |
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He started keeping a journal - had been, in fact, secretly doing so for some time: the furtive act of a deranged person.
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furtive
journal
insane
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Philip K. Dick |
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But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why, We can just make crazy together.
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daemon
insane
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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"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."
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earth
grief
loss
death
convenient
old-school
reporter
taxi
retro
cape-breton
nova-scotia
stuck
moving
digital
medications
leaving-home
environment
canada
cars
stop
crying
gone
misery
trapped
lonely
sad
crazy
insane
dying
mental-illness
nostalgia
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Rebecca McNutt |
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Sometimes it happens that the most insane thought, the most impossible conception, will become so fixed in one's head that at length one believes the thought or the conception to be reality. Moreover, if with the thought or the conception there is combined a strong, a passionate, desire, one will come to look upon the said thought or conception as something fated, inevitable, and foreordained--something bound to happen. Whether by this there is connoted something in the nature of a combination of presentiments, or a great effort of will, or a self-annulment of one's true expectations, and so on, I do not know;
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reality
impossible
desire
expectations
thought
insane
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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"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."
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photography
murder
friends
funny
humor
april-fool-s
blow-up
chemical
dark-room
demented
instamatic
nikon
photography-humor
home-movies
kodak
darkroom
super-8
disturbing
develop
camera
enthusiasm
shoot
weird
film
strange
hilarious
joke
crazy
insane
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Rebecca McNutt |
7904513
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This is crazy. We're standing here, talking about nuclear bombs being dropped on Carcery Vale. It's insane.
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grubbs-grady
insane
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Darren Shan |
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In two easy strides, I reach her, weave my arms around her waist and lift her feet off the ground. My angel is so light she practically floats. I answer. She rests her forehead against mine and braids her hands tightly on my neck. I love the sensation of her body against mine. Tonight, I'm going to kiss her again and, if she'll let me, I'll explore a little further. She smiles when she notices the lightness in my voice.
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doubt
rachel-young
isaiah
never
insane
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Katie McGarry |
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There was nothing Mandy had wanted more than to give her full attention to the world of Personifications and ignore those who ignored her in society. She'd wanted to talk out loud to Alecto, to have conversations in front of other ordinary people. Unfortunately, to do that in front of ordinary people would only prove her insanity, and although Mandy was naive at times, she wasn't stupid.
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friendship
personification
ordinary
conversation
friend
talk
insanity
insane
mental-illness
psychology
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Rebecca McNutt |
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"Oh, trust me Sydney Tar Ponds, you aren't the first Personification to be forgotten by somebody ordinary," Mearth sighed with a falsely-reassuring smile. Alecto stepped back from her, glaring hatefully. "Sydney Tar Ponds," Mearth added, "I've had so many ordinary people as friends in my life that by now I've forgotten all their names. At first it was difficult... very sad... to see them always leaving, dying, disappearing, ignoring, but after a while I realized that they weren't worth the trouble. I'd rather be in the company of other Personifications. At least they aren't always dropping dead like houseflies or sailing away to parts unknown. Nil sa saol seo ach ceo, i ni bheimid beo, ach seal beag gearr. Wouldn't you agree?" "No," Alecto told her. "I think you're insane."
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loss
human
death
friendship
housefly
mother-earth
personification
ordinary
pollution
friend
irish
forget
sad
insane
dying
memory
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Rebecca McNutt |