it is madness in al women to let a secret love kindle within them, which, if unreturned and unknown, must devour the life that feeds it; and, if discovered and responded to, must lead into miry wilds whence there is no extrication.

A truly happy woman drives some men and almost every other woman absolutely crazy

I think perhaps all of us go a little crazy at times.

You need a little bit of insanity to do great things.

We all go a little mad sometimes.

To be loved to madness — such was her great desire. Love was to her the one cordial which could drive away the eating loneliness of her days. And she seemed to long for the abstraction called passionate love more than for any particular lover.

I ask this one thing: let me go mad in my own way.

The modern woman's a mess of contradictions that they lay on themselves that drives them nuts.

You have everything but one thing: madness. A man needs a little madness or else - he never dares cut the rope and be free.

Sometimes it’s only madness that makes us what we are.

1/7 of your life should be madness

I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.

To be a woman is a great adventure;
To drive men mad is a heroic thing.

Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it? Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness? Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner? You wanted to accept everything. So accept madness too. Let the light of your madness shine, and it will suddenly dawn on you. Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared, but instead you should give it life...If you want to find paths, you should also not spurn madness, since it makes up such a great part of your nature...Be glad that you can recognize it, for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical. Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. Life itself has no rules. That is its mystery and its unknown law. What you call knowledge is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life.