The ideal home: big enough for you to hear the children, but not very well.

If you jot down every silly thought that pops into your mind, you will soon find out everything you most seriously believe.

The neurotic's strongest fantasy is that he has no fantasies. The real is very real to him, the unreal even more so.

Neurotics think of the past with resentment, and the future with dread; the present just doesn't exist.

Character is what emerges from all the little things you were too busy to do yesterday, but did anyway.

Your children tell you casually years later what it would have killed you with worry to know at the time.

Neurotics have plenty of non-neurotic friends, but not for long.