My first line of defense against reality is called sleep.
I too have known joy and sadness, and, on the whole, I prefer joy.
Take heart! Many great things have been done by people in poor mental health.
It's hopeless! Tomorrow there'll be even more books I should have read than there are today.
I am irrevocably committed to being permanently indecisive.
I can do only one thing at a time, but I can avoid doing many things simultaneously.