I am reminded of the importance of small kindnesses.

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.

All questions need to be explored from our hearts first & then embraced by our heads.

There is no perfect fit when you're looking for the next big thing to do. You have to take opportunities and make an opportunity fit for you, rather than the other way around.

It is not in the storm or in the strifeWe feel benumbed and wish to be nor more, But in the after-silence on the shoreWhen all is lost except a little life.

We began as wanderers, and we are wanderers still.

You can be in London at 10 o'clock and in New York at 10 o'clock. I have never found another way of being in two places at once.

I love pulling people into concert halls who might not otherwise go and getting their ears tuned.

What is past is past, there is a future left to all men, who have the virtue to repent and the energy to atone.

Life may be seen through many windows, none of them necessarily clear or opaque, less or more distorting than any of the others.

There is no greater pleasure for me than to practice and exhibit my art.

At first I was laboring under the impression that Chinese lyrics didn't rhyme. That turned out to be untrue - they don't rhyme in translation.