Irrationality interests me more than anything: sometimes it's very dangerous, but it can be incredibly beautiful.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It's the irrational things that interest me.
The most beautiful things are those that madness prompts and reason writes.
Great creativity is astonishingly, absurdly, rationally, irrationally powerful.
Flowers make me irrationally happy.
If something is irrational, that means it won't work. It's usually unrealistic.
Even the most analytical thinkers are predictably irrational; the really smart ones acknowledge and address their irrationalities.
Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness.
Since all life is futility, then the decision to exist must be the most irrational of all.
There's absolutely nothing irrational about me; insane, yes, irrational, no. But my dumbest fear would be spinning in the magic tea cups. Who the hell wants to pay to spin around like a bent yoyo for laughs?
The irrational in the human has something about it altogether repulsive and terrible, as we see in the maniac, the miser, the drunkard or the ape.