Neurosis is no worse than a bad cold; you ache all over, and it's made you a mess, but you won't die from it.

Every day of our lives we are on the verge of making those slight changes that would make all the difference.

Happiness is like the penny candy of our youth: we got a lot more for our money back when we had no money.

The neurotic usually obeys his own Golden Rule: Hate thy neighbor as thyself.

A perfect marriage is one in which "I'm sorry" is said just often enough.

The neurotic longs to touch bottom, so at least he won't have that to worry about anymore.

The chief reason for drinking is the desire to behave in a certain way, and to be able to blame it on alcohol.