Suicide carries in its aftermath a level of confusion and devastation that is, for the most part, beyond description.

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.

Words gain credibility by deed.

Probably some of the songs I never even really listened to the lyrics. Half of them I'd hear off the radio and was probably singing the wrong words and didn't even know it.

The power of love itself weakens and gradually becomes lost with age, like all the other energies of man.

It's necessary when you follow the path of love to love those around you first. Desire tells us that we should have someone else in our life.

I love being a storyteller. I love telling stories.

You can't control it once you turn it into the label, so there's the expectation that it'll leak a week before the album comes out. That's the world we live in.

The computer is the most extraordinary of man's technological clothing; it's an extension of our central nervous system. Beside it, the wheel is a mere hula-hoop.

Mankind divides itself into two classes,--benefactors and malefactors. The second class is vast; the first a handful.

In terms of the principles of politics, I think I understand well. Thailand needs someone who has leadership, who has the management skills to help the country.