"Like mad" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... red-skins, shouting and whooping close on me, and away I broke again like a quarter-horse. I was now about five miles from the settlement, and it was getting toward sunset. I ran till my wind began to be pretty short, when I took a look back, and there they came, snorting like mad buffaloes, one about two or three hundred yards ahead of the other: so I acted possum again until the foremost Injin got pretty well up, and I wheeled and fired at the very moment he was 'drawing a bead' on me: he fell head over stomach into the dirt, and ...
— The Wit and Humor of America, Volume IV. (of X.) • Various
... "What are you going to do down at the store?" asked Christopher abruptly. "Oh, nothing in particular—just lounge, I suppose; there's never anything to do. By the way, can't we have a hunt to-morrow?" "I'll see about it. Look here, is your grandfather any worse than usual? He stormed at me like mad yesterday because I wouldn't turn my team of oxen out of the road." "It's like blasting rock to get a decent word out of him. The only time he's been good-humoured for four years was the week we were away together. He offered me five thousand ...
— The Deliverance; A Romance of the Virginia Tobacco Fields • Ellen Glasgow
... street. Look! they wheel, they rein up, they throw themselves from the rattling saddles; they leave the big wooden stirrups swinging and the little unkempt ponies shaking themselves, and rush into the boutique de Monsieur Lichtenstein, and are talking like mad and decking themselves out on hats and shoulders with ribbons in all colors ...
— Bonaventure - A Prose Pastoral of Acadian Louisiana • George Washington Cable
... slaughterin' hoxes for noting? Den, if you goes arter bees an' butterflies on'y for fun, w'y you git shamed ob yourself. On'y a chile do dat. But science, dat put 'im all right! Away you goes arter de bees and butterflies an' tings like mad—ober de hills an' far away—troo de woods, across de ribbers—sometimes into 'em!—crashin' an' smashin' like de bull in de china-shop, wid de proud feelin' bustin' your buzzum dat you're advancin' de noble cause ob science—dat's ...
— The Fugitives - The Tyrant Queen of Madagascar • R.M. Ballantyne
... the boy lay perfectly still. Then he sprang up with every bit of laugh gone out of his face. His left hand grasped the outside of his jacket, while with his right hand he dived down into the inside pocket like mad. The ...
— The Arkansaw Bear - A Tale of Fanciful Adventure • Albert Bigelow Paine
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