Quotes about Madness

March Madness is an incredible three weeks. I firmly believe it's the greatest three weeks in sports. You have the Super Bowl; you have the World Series.

No. It's bad for me. Cole Porter wrote the words and the music. This knowledge that you're going mad for me.

You're mad, bonkers, completely off your head. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are.

Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on: 'And how do you know that you're mad?' 'To begin with,' said the Cat, 'a dog's not mad. You grant that?' 'I suppose so,' said Alice. 'Well then,' the Cat went on, 'you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.' 'I call it purring, not growling,' said Alice.

You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret: All the best people are.

Cheshire Cat: If I were looking for a white rabbit, I'd ask the Mad Hatter. Alice: The Mad Hatter? Oh, no no no... Cheshire Cat: Or, you could ask the March Hare, in that direction. Alice: Oh, thank you. I think I'll see him... Cheshire Cat: Of course, he's mad, too. Alice: But I don't want to go among mad people. Cheshire Cat: Oh, you can't help that. Most everyone's mad here. [laughs maniacally; starts to disappear] Cheshire Cat: You may have noticed that I'm not all there myself.

Two days wrong! sighed the Hatter. I told you butter wouldn't suit the works! he added, looking angrily at the March Hare. It was the best butter, the March Hare meekly replied.

I'm afraid so.Your totally bonkers.But I tellyou a secret.All the best people are.

But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: 'we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.' 'How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice. 'You must be,' said the Cat, 'or you wouldn't have come here.

And ever since that, the Hatter went on in a mournful tone, He wo'n't do a thing I ask! It's always six o'clock now.

I don't much care where-" "Then it doesn't matter which way you go," "so long as I get somewhere," "Oh, you're sure to do that, if you only walk long enough"/ "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."/ Child of the pure unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! The love-gift of a fairy-tale. ?Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass?

Individual insanity is immune to the consequences of collective insanity