There is nothing that you can do to me that my own craziness doesn't do to me smarter and faster and better.

...to experience the reality was to suffer a boredom as endless as the illness itself...the boredom of insanity was a great desert, so great that anyone's violence or agony seemed an oasis, and the brief companionship seemed like a rain in the desert that was numbered and counted and remembered long after it was gone.

The people on the edge of Hell were most afraid of the devil; for those already in hell the devil was only another and no one in particular.

The rose-garden world of perfection is a lie and a bore too!

Sometimes the world is so much sicker than the inmates of its institutions.

Anybody can hear - it takes brains to listen.

I once had a patient who used to practice the most horrible tortures on himself, and when I asked him why he did such things, he said, 'Why before the world does them.' I asked him then, 'Why not wait and see what the world will do?' and he said, 'Don't you see? It always come at last, but this way at least I am master of my own destruction.