Asylum Quotes

“No great mind has ever existed without a touch of madness.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“It was a house for those who could not take care of themselves, for those who heard voices, who had strange thoughts and did strange things. The house was meant to keep them in. Once they came, they never left.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“In a mad world only the mad are sane.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Insanity is relative. It depends on who has who locked in what cage.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“If someone tells you you're crazy enough times, eventually it becomes true. It's that old psychiatrist's joke: insanity's all in your head.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“There is, I think, a way in which my ideas can live forever. All men seek immortality in their own way, either through a legacy of children carrying their name and genetic material, through architecture, through science, and this now is simply my search for a legacy like no other." - Asylum, Madeleine Roux”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Even in his sleep he couldn't escape.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Sometimes, Dan, friends have to take a stand and say:
Hey, idiot, we’re here for you no matter what. We’re not
going to disappear when you get grumpy or angry, we’re in
this for the long haul. We’re in this for each other.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“The thing about memories was, you never could control when they came up again.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“I wish this were just a nightmare that we could wake up from.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“As much as he liked the idea of having best friends with whom he could share anything. it was like all he knew how to be was alone, apart.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“It was a fight against the madness, he felt like he was losing. Maybe he already had...”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Abby's eyes seemed almost as vacant as those of the girl in the photograph. Then a shiver came over her and she blinked. Gently, almost affectionately, she put the picture back on the wall. She touched it one last time and said, "Poor little bird. I wonder if she ever escaped her cage.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“They are walking the line between genius and insanity.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“A truly great life. That is what humanity deserves. Not an average life, not even a normal one-a life in which genius is not an anomaly but an expectation. But to achieve such things”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“They built it out of stone—dark gray stone, pried loose from the unforgiving mountains. It was a house for those who could not take care of themselves, for those who heard voices, who had strange thoughts and did strange things. The house was meant to keep them in. Once they came, they never left.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“He was many things right now. and he felt like he was being pulled in a million conflicting directions.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“History is nothing to be afraid of.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Q: How do you kill a hydra?
A: You strike at its heart.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“The cursor changed to the spinning wheel of sadness.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Poor little bird. I wonder if she ever escaped her cage.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“A truly great life. That is what humanity deserves. Not an average life, not even a normal one—a life in which genius is not an anomaly but an expectation.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“The house was meant to keep them in. Once they came, they never left.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“If this was a fight against madness, he felt like he was losing. Maybe he already had.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“It’s the self-fulfilling prophecy of madness. If someone tells you you’re crazy enough times, eventually it becomes true. It’s that old psychiatrist’s joke: insanity’s all in your head.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“En un mundo loco, solo los locos están cuerdos.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“La locura es relativa. Depende de quién tiene a quién encerrado en qué jaula.”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“No deberías desperdiciar tu vida soñando con otra diferente”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Dan's last thought before he fell was of her, of how pretty she looked just then, poised as if dancing, her lips parted and her dark braid coming undone”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum

“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there,
Wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams
No mortal ever dreamed before. —EDGAR ALLAN POE”
― Madeleine Roux, Asylum