He didn't seem conventionally insane in any way that I could understand. But there was no way of comprehending him. In some eerie and fundamental way, he didn't appear to belong to our world. But that didn't seem the same as being mad.

He said it hit him travelling one time in the year or so before he met my mother. Whatever country of the world it was, the poor were starting to look alike, live alike, eat alike, and dress alike in the same kind of clothes all made in the same part of China. To him, it was a sign that the people had got severed from the land.

In the conscious- intellect awakens
In the subconscious- awareness dissolves.
In the unconscious- spirit awakens.

Kyubey: ...Oh, geez. I never would have thought you capable of throwing your friend off a bridge. That wasn't a sane act, Madoka!

Losing your mind is just like ruining a flower just have to keep plucking at their petals

We are not ourselves When nature, being oppressed, commands the mind To suffer with the body.