I can write for a long time on one novel and not get tired.

Depending on the reality one must face, one may prefer to opt for illusion.

Life is not a series of pathetic, meaningles actions. Some of them are so far from pathetic, so far from meaningless as to be beyond reason, maybe beyond forgiveness.

I can write for a long time on one novel and not get tired.

Depression is not sobbing and crying and giving vent, it is plain and simple reduction of feeling.

To have a reason to get up in the morning, it is necessary to have some kind of guiding principle. A belief of some kind

And if you ever do a survey, you'll find that people prefer illusion to reality, ten to one. Twenty, even.