Don't any of you realize there's only one life between that madman and the Presidency?
I am not a madman or a nut.
Not all novelists are power-hungry madman. Some are power-hungry madwomen.
Nor has his death the world deceiv'd than his wondrous life surprise d; if he like a madman liv'd least he like a wise one dy'd.
Have you heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market place, and cried incessantly, I seek God! I seek God! As many of those who do not believe in God were standing around just then, he provoked much laughter. . . Whither is God, he cried. I shall tell you. We have killed him - you and I. All of us are murderers. . . . God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.
Obviously if any actions, even a lunatic's, can be causeless, determinism is done for. If the chain of causation can be broken for a madman, it can be broken for a man.
Can a man cling to the positive without any negative in contrast to which it is seen to be positive? If he claims to do so he is a rouge or a madman.
A dancer differeth from a madman only in length of time; one is mad so long as he liveth, the other while he danceth.
Conspiracy nut, leftist, madman. These are terms of dismissal so you don't have to listen to the argument. It would be healthier and more fun to hear what someone has to say.
[A]s a graduate student at Columbia University, I remember the a priori derision of my distinguished stratigraphy professor toward a visiting Australian drifter [a supporter of the theory of continental drift]. [. . . ] Today [. . . ] my own students would dismiss with even more derision anyone who denied the evident truth of continental drift a prophetic madman is at least amusing; a superannuated fuddy-duddy is merely pitiful.
Since an intelligence common to us all makes things known to us and formulates them in our minds, honorable actions are ascribed by us to virtue, and dishonorable actions to vice; and only a madman would conclude that these judgments are matters of opinion, and not fixed by nature.
Would Alexander, madman as he was, have been so much a madman, had it not been for Homer?
Only the madman is absolutely sure.
Inside every sane person there’s a madman struggling to get out.
The fellow is either a madman or a poet.
To be joyous is to be a madman in a world of sad ghosts.
The dreamer is a madman quiescent, the madman is a dreamer in action.
A madman and an arahant both smile, but the arahant knows why while the madman doesn't.
