Sid said that drugs weren't the problem, life was the problem. Drugs were the solution.

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.

If you can abuse your power you have too much.

Practice loving kindness wherever you may go.

They don't know the distinction between taking care of a child and raising a child.

In the old days, I just could not leave characters alone. Now I just try to keep the ones that still have something in the way of stories to tell.

Religious ecstasy is a madness of thought freed of its bodily bonds, whereas in the ecstasy of love, the forces of twin natures unite, blend and embrace one another.

I feel like unforgiveness, bitterness and resentment, it blocks the flows of God's blessings in life.

It's good to stay as close to real life as you can, and then kind of dress it up.

To dread no eye and to suspect no tongue is the great prerogative of innocence--an exemption granted only to invariable virtue.

Not a soul takes thought how well he may live- only how long: yet a good life might be everybody's, a long one can be nobody's.

The reward of labour is life. Is that not enough?