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"Sometimes I wonder if the human race isn't collectively as mad as a sack of door knobs."
"I think we all have madness in us, it's just that I've realized mine and found a way to let it out."
"We derive our vitality from our store of madness."
"Wherever a choice has had to be made between the man of reason and the madman, the world has unhesitatingly followed the madman. For the madman appeals to what is fundamental, to passion and the instincts; the philosophers to what is superficial and supererogatory - reason."
"I don't think you can rely on Iran. I don't think you can rely on other radicals like the Taliban. They dispatched Al Qaida to bomb New York and Washington. What were they thinking? Were they that stupid? They weren't stupid. There is an irrationality there, and there is madness in this method."
"When a hundred men stand together each of them loses his mind and gets another one."
Explore more quotes by William Shakespeare
"Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;Make dust our paper and with rainy eyesWrite sorrow on the bosom of the earth,Let's choose executors and talk of wills."
"O gentle Romeo If thou dost love pronounce it faithfully. Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay So thou wilt woo: but else not for the world."
"Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind, And makes it fearful and degenerate; Think therefore on revenge and cease to weep."
"Olivia: What's a drunken man like, fool?Feste: Like a drowned man, a fool, and a madman: one draught above heat makes him a fool; the second mads him; and a third drowns him."
"Wooing, wedding, and repenting is as a Scotch jig, a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty like a Scotch jig--and full as fantastical; the wedding, mannerly modest, as a measure, full of state and ancientry; and then comes repentance and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sink into his grave."
"Mistrust of good success hath done this deed.O hateful error, Melancholy's child,Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of menThe things that are not? O Error, soon concieved,Thou never com'st unto a happy birth,But kill'st the mother that engendered thee."
"And therefore, - since I cannot prove a lover,To entertain these fair well-spoken days, -I am determined to prove a villain,And hate the idle pleasures of these days."
"Do not forever with thy vailed lidsSeek for thy noble father in the dust.Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die,Passing though nature to eternity."
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