A nut is someone whose noose broke.

The horror of the Pit lay in the emergence from it, with the return of her will, her caring, and her feeling of the need for meaning before the return of the meaning itself".

Worrying is one of my few forms of prayer.

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

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.

At least being nuts is being somewhere.

What do you do with mother love and mother wit when the babies are grown and gone away?