If civilization ever achieves a higher standard of what constitutes normality, it will have been the neurotic who led the way.
Many an author will speak of writing, in his best work, more than he actually knows.
one must find one's natural home, not try to construct it.
Mine! There isn't any such thing as mine. The world slips slithering through my fingers.
Malicious gossip takes the place of creation in non-creative lives.
We might likewise say that humans are the neurotics of the animal world, in that they are the only animals who must choose to be instead of just instinctively being.