“This is crazy," I told Patch in an undertone."I'm crazy." He was on the brink of smiling again. "About you.”
“Are you crazy?" I said."Crazy about you.""Patch!""Don't worry, we've got time.""How do you know?"He staggered back a step, with his hand over his heart. "Your lack of faith hurts.”
“She smiled darkly and shook her head. 'I'm not crazy. I'm not. Of course what else would a crazy person claim? That's the Kafkaesque genius of it all. If you're not crazy but people have told the world you are, then all your protests to the contrary just underscore their point. Do you see what I'm saying?”
“..."You must think I'm crazy."He smiled. "A little, but you're my crazy now. So it's okay. What's the matter?"~Slade”
“I'm crazy, Zed.' There, I'd admitted it.'Uh-huh. And I'm crazy too -about you.”
“First I thought she was crazy. Now I'm crazy about her.”