I really look forward to that insane hour that we spend together. I really do.

Insane people -- psychologically defined, not legally define -- are not in touch with reality.

Alcohol ruined me financially and morally, broke my heart and the hearts of too many others. Even though it did this to me and it almost killed me and I haven't touched a drop of it in seventeen years, sometimes I wonder if I could get away with drinking some now. I totally subscribe to the notion that alcoholism is a mental illness because thinking like that is clearly insane.

Good so be would you if, duff plum of helping second A, said the Bursar. The table fell silent. Did anyone understand that? said Ridcully. The Bursar was not technically insane. He had passed through the rapids of insanity som time previously, and was now sculling around in some peaceful pool on the other side. He was quite often coherent, although not by normal human standards.

You're insane! she shouted.Pretty cool, huh?No!Tally yelled. Why didn't you tell me it was broken?Shay shrugged. More fun that way?More fun? Her heart beating fast,her vision strangely clear. She was full of anger and relief and...joy.Well, kind of. But you suck!

(Her husband's departure ...) had picked Mildred up by the hair and dropped her down at the doorstep of insanity.From Butterfly on F street

The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm,And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;

And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously, Make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!

But I miss screamin' and fightin' and kissin' in the rain and it's 2 a.m. and I'm cursin' your name. You're so in love the you act insane, and that's the way I loved you.