The authority of depression is horrifying. I felt like my brain was busted and that I could never feel good again. I really thought that I was never gonna heal.

Just think of all the billions of coincidences that don't happen.

While other kids were out playing and doing healthy things, I read an ancient judo book with a neck hold that was fatal to so many people they finally dropped it from judo.

The greatest benefit of depression is the fact that when I have talked about it, every so often someone comes up and says, you saved my dad's life.

In the main, ghosts are said to be forlorn and generally miserable, if not downright depressed. The jolly ghost is rare.

Music bypasses the brain and goes straight to the heart. I wish my life had more of it.

Nobody is going to try to confiscate guns, although some Web sites know better: President Obama, they are certain, wants to.