Madness (n.) is the man who attempts to rule not only human beings but gods as well, and expects to succeed.
Madness (n.) from a god is finer than self-control of human origin — as much finer as prophecy is than reading birds.
Madness (n.) cut down its left side yields left-handed love, a love that shares its name with the divine kind and is rightly denounced.
Madness (n.) is not simply bad: our greatest blessings come through madness, when it is sent as a gift of the god.
Madness (n.) is like dreaming except that its spells are not of equal length — and nobody would fix the limits of truth by the clock.
Madness (n.) comes in two kinds: one from human sickness, one from a god who releases us from ordinary conventions.
Madness (n.) was woven into prophecy by the old namegivers — 'manic' for the art of telling the future — until moderns, not knowing the fine points, stuck in a 't' and made it 'mantic.'