crazy

It means a lot in my business and its a wonderful feeling to be recognized for what you have done over a lifetime, but I didn't go crazy. I still eat my cereal in the morning, have a sandwich in the afternoon, go to bed at night. You know, nothing really different.

Cats are smarter than dogs. You can't get eight cats to pull a sled through snow.

THIS IS WHYHe will never be given to wonder muchif he was the mouth for some cruel forcethat said it. But if he were(this will comfort her) less than one momentout of millions had he meant it. So many years and so many turnsthey had swerved around the subject.And he will swear for many morethe kitchen and everything in it vanished --the oak table, their guests, the refrigerator doorhe had been surely propped against--all changed to rusted ironwork and ashexcept in the center in her linen caftan:she was not touched.He remembers the silence before he spokeand her nodding a little,as if in the meat of this gray wastehere was the signalfor him to speak what they had long agreed,what somewhere they had prepared together.And this one moment in the desert of ashstretches into forever.They had been having a dinner party.She had been lonely. A friend asked her almost jokingif she had ever felt really crazy,and when she started to unwind her answerin long, lovely sentences like scarves within herhe saw this was the waythey could no longer talk together.And that is when he said it,in front of the guests,because he couldn't bear to hear her.And this is why the guests have leftand she screams as he comes near her.

we're all freaks sometimes, Melody," he replied. "You're just... well, better at it than most.

I ate a lot of candy and engaged in light stalking: I prowled Blythe__ Instagram and Twitter, I read her reviews, considered photos of her baked goods and watched from a distance as she got on her soapbox _ at one point bragging she was the only person she knew who used her real name and profession online. As my fascination mounted, and my self-loathing deepened, I reminded myself that there are worse things than rabid bloggers (cancer, for instance) and that people suffer greater degradations than becoming writers. But still, I wanted to respond.

The only difference between me and a madman is that he has the certification

When you're rich, 'crazy' is just 'eccentric'.

But when you say crazy, that describes very well what the general appearance may be to ordinary, everyday people.

You drive me crazy!""You were always crazy. I just highlight it.

I believe that everyone in the world is crazy except you and me. And even you're a little bit strange.

You must be crazy, after all, if a bird loves you.

There were pecans, there were cashews and then there was just plain nuts.

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind! There was something so special about that place...even your emotions had an echo...and so much space!

Some people drip wax on themselves like a human chianti bottle to see if they feel anything_.but getting a wicker basket to fit them is a fiasco

Ah,' thought the king sadly, shrugging his shoulders, "I see clearly that if one has a crazy wife, one cannot avoid being a fool.'("Queen Fantasque")

A career in the arts can make anyone crazy.

All right, baby," Daphne crooned."Talk to Mama and tell me all your secrets. . . .

There really is no sense in pretending to be normal. Just be you because the moment you do, weirder things happen. Crazy comes back into fashion and every woman has to go out and find her some.