The wisest among us is very lucky never to have met the woman, be she beautiful or ugly, intelligent or stupid, who could drive him crazy enough to be fit to be put into an asylum.
(Denis Diderot (1713-1784), French philosopher, encyclopedist, dramatist, novelist, art critic. Narrator, in This Is No Tale (Ceci n'est pas un conte) (1796), p. 133, Paris, Garnier Flammarion (1977).)
I believe that always, or almost always, in all childhoods and in all the lives that follow them, the mother represents madness. Our mothers always remain the strangest, craziest people we've ever met.
(Marguerite Duras (b. 1914), French author, filmmaker. "House and Home," Practicalities (1987, trans. 1990).)
Crazy idea. Me laying flowers on the grave of him, after ten years of rememberin' to forget.
(Philip Klein, Barry Connors, co-scenarist, Dudley Nichols, and John Ford. Hannah Jessop (Henrietta Grosman), Pilgrimage, recalling the she drove from home and into the army (1933).
Based on the story "Gold Star Mother" by I.A.R. Wylie.)
I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of three little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that.
(Julius J. Epstein, U.S. screenwriter, Philip Epstein, screenwriter, Howard Koch, screenwriter, and Michael Curtiz. Rick Blaine (Humphrey Bogart), in Casablanca (film), spoken in the final scenes of the film to Ilsa Lund (Ingrid Bergman), departing from Casablanca with her husband (1942).)