Leo Buscaglia was the first to admit to being "crazy", pdq, and with a great big smile of joy on his face. Such people are far more fun to be around than those who pat themselves on the back for supposedly not being crazy.

In truth, we're all crazy in some respect or another. But some of us find our own unique ways of being crazy that actually arise directly from our own selfhood, whereas as the vast majority of people simply adopt conventional ways of being crazy..."monkey see, monkey do"...which means they follow the crowd. They grow a manicured lawn and attend it with fanatical care. They kill their squirrels for eating the "birdseed". They wear uncomfortable clothing because it's "in style". They take drugs that fuck them up with side effects, because their doctor told them to. They go to war because their country told them to. They obey orders. They burn people up with flamethrowers and torture prisoners. They execute "subversives". They round up Jews, socialists, or Gypsies and send them to the prison camps. They drop atomic bombs on people. "They kill without pain, like a dog on a chain."

And those are the people who say someone like Leo Buscaglia is crazy, because he only talks about love.