Pastoral Resources

Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.

I think we all have madness in us, it's just that I've realized mine and found a way to let it out.

The fact that New York continues in the face of all of the chaos, of the crime, of the madness, you just think that it would just pop and vanish, just explode.

Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.

I'll give up this sort of touring madness certainly, but music-everything is based on music. No, I'll never stop my music.

Anger is a short madness.

So reports of my madness, as they say, were greatly exaggerated. Not that I give a bugger either way.

We work n the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.

A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free.

Madness need not be all breakdown. It may also be break-through. It is potential liberation and renewal as well as enslavement and existential death.

Money is our madness, our vast collective madness.

There is a kind of euphoria of grief, a degree of madness.

I'm beginning to think that you should only be allowed to serve two terms, before madness sets in.

Eighty-six percent of the gun death of children under the age of 14 internationally is right here in the United States of America. It is madness.

I went into photography because it seemed like the perfect vehicle for commenting on the madness of today's existence.

To put meaning in one's life may end in madness, But life without meaning is the torture Of restlessness and vague desire-It is a boat longing for the sea and yet afraid.

Madness is tonic and invigorating. It makes the sane more sane. The only ones who are unable to profit by it are the insane.

Our constancy, same might call it our madness, was necessary to wear down the oppressive forces of the old democracy which, in Spain, was a hundred years behind the times.

Howard Hughes was able to afford the luxury of madness, like a man who not only thinks he is Napoleon but hires an army to prove it.

All cities are mad: but the madness is gallant. All cities are beautiful: but the beauty is grim.