A Quote by Roland Barthes

Thus every writer's motto reads: mad I cannot be, sane I do not deign to be, neurotic I am. — © Roland Barthes
Thus every writer's motto reads: mad I cannot be, sane I do not deign to be, neurotic I am.
Oh! thou who are greatly mad, deign to spare me who am less mad.
--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.
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.'
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.
You will say that I am old and mad, was what Michaelangelo wrote, but I answer that there is no better way of being sane and free from anxiety than by being mad.
Let the mad find wisdom in their madness for the sane, and let the sane be grateful.
My name is Stephen Leeds, and I am perfectly sane. My hallucinations, however, are all quite mad.
I am tired of the superficial smiles that adorn the many ghouls among us. I am tired of the righteous indignation that hides beneath those visages that feign our best interest and deign to think we cannot and will not stand for ourselves.
The modern world is full of the old Christian virtues gone mad. The virtues have gone mad because they have been isolated from each other and are wandering alone. Thus some scientists care for truth; and their truth is pitiless. Thus some humanitarians only care for pity; and their pity (I am sorry to say) is often untruthful.
If I am mad, it is mercy! May the gods pity the man who in his callousness can remain sane to the hideous end!
In a mad world only the mad are sane.
In a mad world, only the mad are sane.
The true reader reads every work seriously in the sense that he reads it whole-heartedly, makes himself as receptive as he can. But for that very reason he cannot possibly read every work solemly or gravely. For he will read 'in the same spirit that the author writ.'... He will never commit the error of trying to munch whipped cream as if it were venison.
There is only one difference between a madman and me. The madman thinks he is sane. I know I am mad.
In a mad world, it is the mad who are sane.
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