I don't want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I’ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.

That is all I want in life: for this pain to seem purposeful.

I start to get the feeling that something is really wrong.

Everything's plastic, we're all going to die sooner or later, so what does it matter.

How can you hide from what never goes away?

If you are chronically down, it is a lifelong fight to keep from sinking

One of the terrible fallacies of contemporary psychotherapy is that if people would just say how they felt, a lot of problems could be solved.

I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn't one I'll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it's worth it.

I don't think it matters how many parents you've got, as long as those who are around make their presence a good one.

Mental illness is so much more complicated than any pill that any mortal could invent

Sometimes it feels like we're all living in a Prozac nation. The United States of Depression.

Fear makes you worry and worry makes you weary.

Love melts my heart in the sacredness of its pureness.

The sweetest poison doth often bring the surest death (645).

In this new wave of technology, you can't do it all yourself, you have to form alliances.

Face your problems head on. Do what you have to do to take care of it. Develop a good work ethic.

My commitment is my commitment.

I would like to see the lack of demonization for those of us who stand on sincerely held religious beliefs. It's overdue. That's where you see the demonization of people who stand on their beliefs.

Marry yourself first -- promise never to leave you!

There ain't no future in the past.

Its a toss-up when you decide to leave the beaten track. Many are called, few are chosen.