We can love someone without understanding that person.

We would like to believe that we are not in the business of surviving but in being good, and we do not like to admit to ourselves that we are good in order to survive.

Depression is a prison where you are both the suffering prisoner and the cruel jailer.

After all I've done for you' has alienated more children from their parents than any act of parent cruelty.

We can love someone without understanding that person.

You will have no peace until you have discovered how to forgive yourself, to forgive other people and let them forgive you.

However, when we are depressed, being reminded of other people's suffering only serves to increase our self-hatred.