From a public health point of view, still the overwhelming problem is that people are not treated enough for depression; depression remains under treated.

Everyone has good cause for suicide, or at least it seems that way to those who search for it. (74)

I had been simply treating water, settling on surviving and avoiding pain rather than being actively involved in seeking out life.

Somehow, like so many people who get depressed, we felt our depressions were more complicated and existentially based than they actually were.

I realized that it was not that I didn’t want to go on without him. I did. It was just that I didn’t know why I wanted to go on

Chaos and intensity are no substitute for lasting love, nor are they necessarily an improvement on real life.

In depression, your capacity to feel just flattens and disappears and what you feel is pain and a kind of pain that you can't describe to anybody. So it's an isolating pain, a completely isolating pain.