The neurotic circles ceaselessly above a fogged-in airport.
Confession is good for the conscience, but it usually bypasses the soul.
As we are human, we can't do what we can't do; as we're neurotic, we can't do what we can.
Neurotics would like to sleep all the time, and to be awakened only when there is good news.
No one ever loved anyone the way that person wanted to be loved.
Your children tell you casually years later what it would have killed you with worry to know at the time.