mad

When you get mad, it's the time you lose

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.

You baffle me, addle me, drive me insane. You muddle, befuddle, and rattle my brain. My senses are mad, Skewed judgment to blame.You drive me half stark-raving bonkers!(But the truly crazy thing is how I love it.)

At this rate I never want to talk to you again. Stay mad at me, Allie. It allows us to communicate in other ways.

What would you rather be, Jackie? Angry mad or crazy mad? I think I'd rather be crazy mad, because you can be crazy and still happy.

Madness is like an alternative residence. When sanity chases you out of home, take shelter in madness.

If I__ right,_ she said, __nd you have all sorts of juicy information in that dossier of yours, you__l know that I am an abnormally forgiving person, even of those who have used me and hurt me more than one person deserves to be hurt. But right this second, I am looking forward to the day you rot in hell.

Over intellect will make you a genius, over emotions will make you a lunatic.

I love you madly, forever.

I was so mad, I reached into the drawer for her fake sushi eraser and put it in my pocket. Serves her right for being such a big, fat, Eggo-scarfing liar.

We're not mad," he began, meaning he was. He was always a plural when mad, as though grammatically throwing his lot in with her mother gave him the power of her authority.

Don__ be afraid to make people mad. Your honesty will inspire your true followers. I piss off tons of people every day.

People who take you for granted would be mad at those who regard you as something.

Someone engulfed by fury cannot think rationally.

Here__ the thing, people: We have some serious problems. The lights are off. And it seems like that__ affecting the water flow in part of town. So, no baths or showers, okay? But the situation is that we think Caine is short of food, which means he__ not going to be able to hold out very long at the power plant.___ow long?_ someone yelled.Sam shook his head. __ don__ know.___hy can__ you get him to leave?___ecause I can__, that__ why,_ Sam snapped, letting some of his anger show. __ecause I__ not Superman, all right? Look, he__ inside the plant. The walls are thick. He has guns, he has Jack, he has Drake, and he has his own powers. I can__ get him out of there without getting some of our people killed. Anybody want to volunteer for that?"Silence.__eah, I thought so. I can__ get you people to show up and pick melons, let alone throw down with Drake.___hat__ your job,_ Zil said.__h, I see,_ Sam said. The resentment he__ held in now came boiling to the surface. __t__ my job to pick the fruit, and collect the trash, and ration the food, and catch Hunter, and stop Caine, and settle every stupid little fight, and make sure kids get a visit from the Tooth Fairy. What__ your job, Zil? Oh, right: you spray hateful graffiti. Thanks for taking care of that, I don__ know how we__ ever manage without you.___am_,_ Astrid said, just loud enough for him to hear. A warning.Too late. He was going to say what needed saying.__nd the rest of you. How many of you have done a single, lousy thing in the last two weeks aside from sitting around playing Xbox or watching movies?__et me explain something to you people. I__ not your parents. I__ a fifteen-year-old kid. I__ a kid, just like all of you. I don__ happen to have any magic ability to make food suddenly appear. I can__ just snap my fingers and make all your problems go away. I__ just a kid.__s soon as the words were out of his mouth, Sam knew he had crossed the line. He had said the fateful words so many had used as an excuse before him. How many hundreds of times had he heard, ____ just a kid.__ut now he seemed unable to stop the words from tumbling out. __ook, I have an eighth-grade education. Just because I have powers doesn__ mean I__ Dumbledore or George Washington or Martin Luther King. Until all this happened I was just a B student. All I wanted to do was surf. I wanted to grow up to be Dru Adler or Kelly Slater, just, you know, a really good surfer.__he crowd was dead quiet now. Of course they were quiet, some still-functioning part of his mind thought bitterly, it__ entertaining watching someone melt down in public.____ doing the best I can,_ Sam said.__ lost people today_I_I screwed up. I should have figured out Caine might go after the power plant.__ilence.____ doing the best I can.__o one said a word.Sam refused to meet Astrid__ eyes. If he saw pity there, he would fall apart completely.____ sorry,_ he said.____ sorry.

This is a dynamic particular to encounters with male drivers, who seem to grow all the more indignant the more completely they are in the wrong. I think the emotional reasoning, if you can call it that, is transitive: You make me feel bad; feeling mad makes me mad; ergo, you make me mad.

I'm unable to tell you what it feels like to be "a little" mad. My emotions work as if controlled by a light switch. I'm either fine or I'm out of control. I once spilled a container of thumbtacks and got as angry at myself as I did when I screwed up my relationship with my high school sweetheart. If I'm under the impression that there are Golden Grahams in my cupboard, then realize that there in fact are none, there's a high probability I'll be as sad as I was at my grandfather's funeral.In other words, my reactions aren't in proportion to the things I'm reacting to. It's something I've been working on with a very lovely shrink for the past few years.But against the 4Skins one day, all that hard word went out the window.

Most sane human beings_ chances of being alive in a thousand years_ time are a hundred times higher than their chances of being sincerely happy for at least ten consecutive days.