I am a huge advocate of prescription drugs given wisely and for the right reasons and the right diagnosis and also psychotherapy.

Grief comes and goes, but depression is unremitting

I am tired of hiding, tired of misspent and knotted energies, tired of the hypocrisy, and tired of acting as though I have something to hide.

Confidentiality is an ancient and well-warranted social value.

One of things so bad about depression and bipolar disorder is that if you don't have prior awareness, you don't have any idea what hit you.

Love, like life, is much stranger and far more complicated than one is brought up to believe.

Manic depression distorts moods and thoughts, incites dreadful behaviors, destroys the basis of rational thought, and too often erodes the desire and will to live.

You become aware of an illness by understanding yourself and understanding the meaning that that illness has in your own life, symbolically and, more importantly, quite literally.

There is a particular kind of pain, elation, loneliness and terror involved in this kind of madness... It will never end, for madness carves its own reality.

Mother, who has an absolute belief that it is not the cards that one is dealt in life, it is how one plays them, is, by far, the highest card I was dealt.

I think people don't understand how intimately tied suicide is to mental illness, particularly to depressive illness and bipolar illness.

Stop changing yourself for the sake of other people. You shouldn't care what strangers think and true friends won't ask you to change.

If you see an old man talking to himself, he might not be a fool or crazy. He might be sharing a conversation with the past, warmed by a memory he need not reveal.

Beware: It is a quick transition from a nourishing sense of gratitude to a poisonous sense of entitlement.

The boys feet have been up in the clouds since the win

Films exhaust me, they do, and I often want nothing more to do with them, but I'm continually surprised at the resurgence of the impulse to come back and do it all over again.

The truth is, bad things don't affect us as profoundly as we expect them to. That's true of good things, too. We adapt very quickly to either.

Most of my friends seem to be either dead, extremely deaf or living on the wrong side of Kent.

You know, most people really don't know me.

When I get the point, I often don't know what to do with it.

We need to help younger people recognize their own capacity to do good, and help them discover the rewards of generosity.