A Quote by Albert Einstein

The question that drives me hazy is whether it is I or others who is crazy. — © Albert Einstein
The question that drives me hazy is whether it is I or others who is crazy.
A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?
Make everything as simple as possible, but not simpler. A man should look for what is, and not for what he thinks should be. We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them. A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy? Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more complex... It takes a touch of genius - and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction. All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. It's not that I'm so smart, it's just that I stay with problems longer.
A thought that sometimes makes me hazy: Am I - or are the others crazy?
Looks like what drives me crazy Don't have no effect on you-- But I'm gonna keep on at it Till it drives you crazy, too.
San Antonio drives me crazy, but Chicago drives me crazy in a different way.
I've always been very attentive to detail. It's a characteristic that drives some people crazy. But on the other hand, when people around me are sloppy, that drives me crazy.
We are all agreed that your theory is crazy. The question which divides us is whether it is crazy enough to have a chance of being correct. My own feeling is that it is not crazy enough.
We all know your idea is crazy. The question is whether it is crazy enough.
Music drives me insane, the incessant presence of music in my life. It informs how I see the world; it drives me crazy
People who are crazy rarely question whether they're crazy.
I just love sport; I love competing. I'm obsessed by it, to be honest. I can accept losing, sure, no question, but it just drives me crazy. Just ask my wife.
When we see others beginning to live their authentic selves, it drives us crazy if we have not lived out our own.
Injustice drives me crazy!
The agnostic does not simply say, "l do not know." He goes another step, and he says, with great emphasis, that you do not know. He insists that you are trading on the ignorance of others, and on the fear of others. He is not satisfied with saying that you do not know, -- he demonstrates that you do not know, and he drives you from the field of fact -- he drives you from the realm of reason -- he drives you from the light, into the darkness of conjecture -- into the world of dreams and shadows, and he compels you to say, at last, that your faith has no foundation in fact.
The wrong question to ask of a myth is whether it is true or false. The right question is whether it is living or dead, whether it still speaks to our condition.
Mom-shaming drives me crazy.
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