Neurotics are sure that no one understands them, and they wouldn't have it any other way.
Luck: when your burst of energy doesn't run afoul of someone else's.
Be glad that you're greedy; the national economy would collapse if you weren't.
Puritans will never believe it, but life is full of disagreeable things that aren't even good for you.
Neurotic quarrels always have the same theme-song: Hate me and get it over with.
Comfort, or revelation: God owes us one of these, but surely not both.