Much Madness is Divinest Sense
MUCH madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
’T is the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
Source: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson. Edited by Thomas H. Johnson. Little, Brown and Company. Boston/Toronto. Print.
Emily Dickinson Photograph: ©Amherst College Archives and Special Collections