When you let money speak for you, it drowns out anything else you meant to say.

The excesses of love soon pass, but its insufficiencies torment us forever.

Loneliness, insomnia, and change: the fear of these is even worse than the reality.

I'm always there to tell people that their life is not that bad. I wish it was easy to follow that advice.

When the pain is great enough, we will let anyone be doctor.

The neurotic lies awake at night, composing letters to those he hates. He seldom thinks of dropping a line to those he loves.

If I knew why I worried so much, I wouldn't worry.