Normality

This is what we mean by a normal human being: he never touches his madness in anger and he never touches that total freedom, that ecstasy, either. He never moves from a solid image. The normal man is really a dead man, living between this two points. That is why all those who are exceptional- great artists, painters, poets- they are not normal. They are very liquid. Sometimes they touch the center, sometimes they go mad. They move fast between this two. Of course, their anguish is great, their tension is much. They have to live between the two worlds, constantly changing themselves. That is why they feel that they have no identity. They feel, in the words of Colin Wilson, that they are outsiders. In your world of normality, they are outsiders. ( THE BOOK OF SECRETS, OSHO)