One of the definitions of sanity is the ability to tell real from unreal. Soon we'll need a new definition.
We take our bearings, daily, from others. To be sane is, to a great extent, to be sociable.
When the world goes mad, one must accept madness as sanity since sanity is, in the last analysis, nothing but the madness on which the whole world happens to agree.
Sanity calms, but madness is more interesting.
Too much sanity may be madness. And maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be
I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity
Correct me if I'm wrong, but hasn't the fine line between sanity and madness gotten finer
The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they are okay, then it's you.
All sanity depends on this that is should be a delight to feel heat strike the skin, a delight to stand upright, knowing the bones are moving easily under the flesh.
Sanity is a cozy lie.
Sanity is a madness put to good use.
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all to see life as it is, and not as it ought to be.
What we choose to call sanity is a big house where the mad have no mothers.
Are you so unobservant that you do not yet realize that sanity and hapiness are an impossible combination?
To disagree with three fourths of the British public is one of the first requisites of sanity.