This is how psychiatry has functioned-as a kind of property arm of the government, who can put you away if your husband doesn't like you.

People have a right to their own lives, and if you can't help somebody, you ought to get out of their way.

[Madness] is the jail we could all end up in. And we know it. And watch our step. For a lifetime. We behave. A fantastic and entire system of social control, by the threat of example as effective over the general population as detention centers in dictatorships, the image of the madhouse floats through every mind for the course of its lifetime.

The lesbian is the archtypical feminist, because she's not into men - she's the independent woman par excellence.

Mystical state, madness, how it frightens people. How utterly crazy they become, remote, rude, peculiar, cruel, taunting, farouche as wild beasts who have smelled danger, the unthinkable.

I saw hell. The hospital had divided and conquered pretty successfully.

There are only moments. Live in this one. The happiness of these days.