The neurotic thinks himself both Hamlet and Claudius, in a world that belongs to Polonius.

Neurotics are anxiety prone, accident prone, and often just prone.

A first-rate marriage is like a first-rate hotel: expensive, but worth it.

The neurotic doesn't know how to cope with his emotional bills; some he keeps paying over and over, others he never pays at all.

We climb mountains because they are there, and worship God because He is not.

We have to call it "freedom": who'd want to die for "a lesser tyranny"

There's an awful lot of blood around that water is thicker than.