Movies are dreams! And they work on you subliminally.

Resentment is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die.

Sometimes you can only find Heaven by slowly backing away from Hell.

If my life wasn't funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.

No motive is pure. No one is good or bad-but a hearty mix of both. And sometimes life actually gives to you by taking away.

My heart's in the right place. I know, 'cuz I hid it there.

Bipolar disorder can be a great teacher. It's a challenge, but it can set you up to be able to do almost anything else in your life.

I am mentally ill. I can say that. I am not ashamed of that. I survived that, I'm still surviving it, but bring it on. Better me than you.

There is no point at which you can say, "Well, I'm successful now. I might as well take a nap."

I get lots of awards for being mentally ill. Apparently, I am better at being mentally ill than almost anything else I've ever done. Seriously - I have a shelf of awards for being bipolar.

You know the bad thing about being a survivor... You keep having to get into difficult situations in order to show off your gift.

I despise the rituals of fake friendship. I wish we could just claw each other's eyes out and call it a day

What I wanted to express very clearly and intensely was that the reason these people had to invent or imagine heroes and gods is pure fear. Fear of life and fear of death.

I would have died, before a literary agent ever committed to my book. This is why I chose to empower myself by self publishing.

Things that Hillary Clinton advocates are antithetical to Christian values: killing babies, redefining institutions established by God.

It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.

I still have some very dear friends from school, and we get together whenever possible.

Never mind. The self is the least of it. Let our scars fall in love.

It is no accident that the Victorian age, the heyday of conventionalism, was the cultural bloom of economic liberalism.

There is so much that is deaf and dumb in man, and so much that is paralyzed, so much that is shrunken, that nothing short of a miraculous touch of re-creation can make them at death perfect beings.

The real hope of the world lies in putting as painstaking thought into the business of mating as we do into other big businesses.