Insanity is an inability to come to terms with reality. Don Quixote was definitely insane, because he couldn’t come to terms. But there was a reason: the reality in which Don Quixote lived was a sordid and ugly reality … Don Quixote didn’t want that. He wanted to live in a world where there was truth, and human dignity, and, yes, love … Instead of giving up on it, he imposed his reality onto the real world. Where other people saw a filthy country hostel, he saw a castle! Where other people saw a flock of sheep, he saw a mighty army! Where other people saw a windmill, he saw a dragon. Yes, Don Quixote was a crazy old fool. But, you know, he was more honest about his dream than most people, and for that, I honor him. — Chris Crawford
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. — Dr. Seuss
From God Bless America
Tell me who you are.
Who I am? Sure. Is that thing on? My name is Frank, but that’s not important. The important question is, who are you? America has become a cruel and viscous place. We reward the shallowest, the dumbest, the meanest, and the loudest. We no longer have any common sense of decency, no sense of shame. There’s no right and wrong. The worst qualities in people are looked up to and celebrated. Lying and spreading fear are fine as long as you make money doing it. We’ve become a nation of slogan saying, bile spewing, hate mongers. We’ve lost our kindness. We’ve lost our soul. What have we become when we take the weakest in our society, we hold them up to be ridiculed, laughed at for our sport and entertainment, laughed at to the point where they would literally rather kill themselves then live with us anymore.
I didn’t try to kill myself because people were making fun of me. I tried to kill myself because they weren’t going to put me on TV anymore.