A parent who has never apologized to his children is a monster. If he's always apologizing, his children are monsters.
Of all second-class citizens, neurotics are the only ones who are so by choice.
To smoke or not to smoke: I can make of either a life-work.
There's no way to repay a mother's love, or lack of it.
The neurotic thinks himself both Hamlet and Claudius, in a world that belongs to Polonius.
Neurotics have plenty of non-neurotic friends, but not for long.