Weird how I can feel so frail and tiny sometimes, and other times so brave and bold and reckless and free, and . Does everybody feel the same? When people get grown-up, do they always feel grown-up and sensible and sorted out and . And do I want to feel grown-up? Do I want to stop feeling . paradoxical, nonsensical? Do I want to stop being crackers? Do I want to be destrangified? O yes, sometimes I want nothing more - but it only lasts a moment, then O I want to be the strangest and crakerest of everybody. . David Almond
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
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Friedrich Nietzsche
My wish is that you may be loved to the point of madness.
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Unknown
Love is merely a madness; and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do; and the reason why they are not so punish'd and cured is that the lunacy is soordinary that the whippers are in love too.
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William Shakespeare
He stood up straight and looked the world squarely in the fields and hills. To add weight to his words he stuck the rabbit bone in his hair. He spread his arm out wide. "I will go mad! " he annouced.
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Douglas Adams
Too much sanity may be madness – and maddest of all: to see life as it is, and not as it should be!
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Dale Wasserman
More Quotes By David Almond
I don’t want to be little again. But at the same time I do. I want to be me like I was then, and me as I am now, and me like I’ll be in the future. I want to be me and nothing but...
Books. They are lined up on shelves or stacked on a table. There they are wrapped up in their jackets, lines of neat print on nicely bound pages. They look like such orderly, static things. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>Then you, the reader come along. You open...
Anything seems possible at night when the rest of the world has gone to sleep.
I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.
And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do!
