A Quote by Joe R. Lansdale

The logic of a madman is a sane man's confusion. — © Joe R. Lansdale
The logic of a madman is a sane man's confusion.
There is only one difference between a madman and me. The madman thinks he is sane. I know I am mad.
The sane man knows that he has a touch of the beast, a touch of the devil, a touch of the saint, a touch of the citizen. Nay, the really sane man knows that he has a touch of the madman.
If I am mad, then who on the face of the earth is sane? If you are sane, then there is no madman in the world.
Inside every sane person there's a madman struggling to get out," said the shopkeeper. "That's what I've always thought. No one goes mad quicker than a totally sane person.
Possibly he knew, as he wrote this, that he was mad - because inside every madman sits a little sane man saying 'You're mad, you're mad.'
To be sane in a world of madman is in itself madness.
If a man comes to the door of poetry untouched by the madness of the Muses, believing that technique alone will make him a good poet, he and his sane compositions never reach perfection, but are utterly eclipsed by the performances of the inspired madman.
Wherever the choice has had to be made between the man of reason and the madman, the world has unhesitatingly followed the madman.
What frightens us most in a madman is his sane conversation.
Inside every sane person there’s a madman struggling to get out.
When a madman appears thoroughly sane, indeed, it is high time to put him in a straight jacket.
Why are you still with me, Fry?" CyFi asks after one of his body-shaking seizures. "Any sane dude woulda taken off days ago. "Who says I'm sane?" "Oh, you're sane, Fry. You're so sane, you scare me. You're so sane, it's insane.
--Why are we fighting them? --They're mad. We're sane. --How do we know? --That we're sane? --Yes. --Am I sane? --To all appearances. --And you, do you consider yourself sane? --I do. --Well, there you have it. --But don't they also consider themselves sane? --I think they know. Deep down. That they're not sane. --How must that make them feel? --Terrible, I should think. They must fight ever more fiercely, in order to deny what they know to be true. That they are not sane.
No sane man can afford to dispense with debilitating pleasures. No ascetic can be considered reliably sane.
No sane man can afford to dispense with debilitating pleasures; no ascetic can be considered reliably sane.
There is also a third kind of madness, which is possession by the Muses, enters into a delicate and virgin soul, and there inspiring frenzy, awakens lyric... But he, who, not being inspired and having no touch of madness in his soul, comes to the door and thinks he will get into the temple by the help of art - he, I say, and his poetry are not admitted; the sane man is nowhere at all when he enters into rivalry with the madman.
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