„Tomorrowland, it seemed, ended up being an empty place where people smart enough to capture the stars got mad and tore each other to shreds with the claws on their feet.“

— Stephen King

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„This was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other.“
— Ernest Hemingway
„One, remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Two, never give up work. Work gives you meaning and purpose and life is empty without it. Three, if you are lucky enough to find love, remember it is there and don't throw it away.“
— Stephen Hawking
„People disappeared, reappeared, made plans to go somewhere, and then lost each other, searched for each other, found each other a few feet away.“
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
„The Deftmenes are mad and the Dumii are sane, thought Snibril, and that's just the same as being mad except that it's quieter. If only you could mix them together, you'd end up with normal people.“
— Terry Pratchett
„They cannot scare me with their empty spacesBetween stars—on stars where no human race is.I have it in me so much nearer homeTo scare myself with my own desert places.“
— Robert Frost
„This was what people fought wars over, she thought, and killed each other over, and destroyed their lives for: this nerve-shredding mixture of longing and pleasure.“
— Cassandra Clare
„The thing about smart people is that they seem like crazy people to dumb people.“
— Stephen Hawking
„It is understandable then that tragic heroes, unlike the baroque characters who had preceded them, could never be mad, and that inversely madness could never take on the tragic value we have known since Nietzsche and Artaud. In the classical epoch, tragic characters and the mad face each other without any possible dialogue or common language, for the one can only pronounce the decisive language of being, where the truth of light and the depths of night meet in a flash, and the other repeats endlessly an indifferent murmur where the empty chatter of the day is cancelled out by the deceptive lies of the shadows.“
— Michel Foucault
„Madness rides the star-wind… claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses… dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial…“
— H.P. Lovecraft
„If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.“
— Ernest Hemingway