Much madness is divinest sense
To the discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'Tis the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane,
Demur, - you're straightaway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
Emily Dickenson
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Nelson Mandela
Saturday, March 27, 2004
MUCH MADNESS IS DIVINEST SENSE
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Much madness is divinest sense
To the discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'Tis the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane,
Demur, - you're straightaway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
Emily Dickenson
Much madness is divinest sense
To the discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'Tis the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane,
Demur, - you're straightaway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
Emily Dickenson
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