I had carried on when all I wanted was to be dead. I had stayed alive for other people. I never stayed alive for myself. I cannot begin to describe the intensity of that effort.

Hope is only the love of life.

I find it easy to spot a depressive. The illness is scrawled across them like graffiti.

One thing I know is true. Try never to abandon hope for if you do, hope will surely try to abandon you.

There is one thing we know about meaning: that meaning consists in attachment to something bigger than you are.

As to whether the depression will come back, it is every depressive's fear.

Bad enough to be ill, but to feel compelled to deny the very thing that, in its worst and most active state, defines you is agony indeed.

Sometimes I think depression should be called the coping illness. So many of us struggle on, not daring or knowing how to ask for help. More of us, terribly, go undiagnosed.

A part of my depression lies, I think, in my unanswered question: Where is home? I feel a sense, always, of trying to find my way back to a place that doesn't exist.

Everyone else has a work party, 'Kate said. 'So why shouldn't we? We're working hard at not being mad.

If our minds can hold us back, then they can push us forwards too.

The only bad kimchi is no kimchi.

any criticism heard secondhand sounds worse than it would face to face. Words spoken out of our presence strike us as more powerful, just as people we know only by reputation seem larger than life.

Nutritional supplements are not a substitute for a nutritionally balanced diet.

So that every wand or staff of empire is forsooth curved at top.

Beauty has no relation to price, rarity, or age.

Let both sides explore what problems unite us instead of belaboring those problems which divide us.

We learn from here the humility of the Holy One, Blessed is He. Since man is in the likeness of the angels, and they would be jealous of him, for this reason, He consulted them.

I'm kind of like the goofy number-seven guy in a lot of movies.

Tortall and the Queens Riders!

Law makes long spokes of the short stakes of men.