There are no windows within the dark house of depression through which to see others, only mirrors.

But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief.

She was becoming sad. There is no joy involved in following others' expectations of yourself

If you have to end up in the hospital, try to focus all your pain in your heart rather than your head.

If, along the way, something is gained, then something will also be lost.

There are no windows within the dark house of depression through which to see others, only mirrors.

Conversing with children is a fine art.... An art form that demands large amounts of both honesty and misdirection. Or maybe discretion is a better word.