I am no longer afraid to say anything.

I am glad that I do not have any children.

Who promised you that only for joy were you brought to this earth?

Why do we go around acting as though everything was friendship and reliability when basically everything everywhere is full of sudden hate and ugliness?

We are imprisoned in the realm of life, like a sailor on his tiny boat, on an infinite ocean.

A first visit to a madhouse is always a shock.

Things are not as we would like them to be. There is only one way to deal with it, namely to try and be all right oneself.

How one can live without being able to judge oneself, criticize what one has accomplished, and still enjoy what one does, is unimaginable to me.

I was always looking outside myself for strength and confidence but it comes from within. It is there all the time.

How can one know anything at all about people?

Children usually do not blame themselves for getting lost.

What I have always wanted for myself is much more primitive. It is probably nothing more than the affection of the people with whom I am in contact, and their good opinion of me.

If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that Life.

Sometimes the most beautiful thing is precisely the one that comes unexpectedly and unearned.

Create around one at least a small circle where matters are arranged as one wants them to be.

If I have a stupid day, everything looks wrong to me.

We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.

Creative minds have always been known to survive any kind of bad training.

It is only when parental feelings are ineffective or too ambivalent or when the mother's emotions are temporarily engaged elsewhere that children feel lost.

Papa continually emphasizes how much remains unexplained. With the other psychoanalytic writers, everything is always so known and fixed.

We live trapped, between the churned-up and examined past and a future that waits for our work.

Everything becomes so problematic because of basic faults: from a discontent with myself.

My different personalities leave me in peace now.

Papa always makes it clear that he would like to know me as much more rational and lucid than the girls and women he gets to know during his analytic hours.

Everyone here says in a surprised manner that I have grown... they are so stupid and do not notice that I am standing up straighter!

I am no longer afraid to say anything.

Sometimes the most beautiful thing is precisely the one that comes unexpectedly and unearned, hence something given truly as a present.

If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that life.

We could construct a machine that is more intelligent than we can understand. It's possible Google is that kind of thing already. It scales so fast.

I've got this theory that human beings are innately religious; we have a belief system. It doesn't have to be a theist form, necessarily. But we need a belief system, some framework on which to hang our behavior.

Today's public figures can no longer write their own speeches or books, and there is some evidence that they can't read them either.

Before long it will be the animals who do the dieting so that the ultimate consumer does not have to.

Only in America could you get away with the kind of comedy I did.

This is where my notoriety comes from right now: from action art.

I am trying to do my own thing, but there will always be comparisons, even if I don't agree with them.

The Palestinian people do not beg the world for a state, and the state can't be created through decisions and initiatives. States liberate their land first and then the political body can be established.

George Clooney sort of lost his 'George Clooney-ness' the first day I met him. He's not George Clooney in my eyes - he's George from Kentucky with an awesome, awesome heart.

Socially, the issue of men's weight is simply not a big deal. Let's face it: Russell Crowe is fat, and no one ever talks about it. Alec Baldwin just orders his suits a size bigger, and we continue to swoon.

Melissa Biggs Bradley spent a decade as Travel Editor of 'Town & Country,' and later served as the founding editor of 'Town & Country Travel.' She then launched Indagare Souk, an online marketplace of global treasures.

If a work of art is rich and vital and complete, those who have artistic instincts will see its beauty, and those to whom ethics appeal more strongly than aesthetics will see its moral lesson. It will fill the cowardly with terror, and the unclean will see in it their own shame.

If my revelation of having bipolar II has encouraged one person to seek help, then it is worth it. There is no need to suffer silently and there is no shame in seeking help.

Autism can't define me. I define autism.

I remember, when I was 7, my dad found a pregnant dog on the railroad track one day and brought her home. So my mom explained about how this dog was married but that her husband had passed away - she didn't want me to even think that a dog could have babies without being married.

What was new was the symbolic force of the targets struck. The attackers did not just physically cause the highest buildings in Manhattan to collapse; they also destroyed an icon in the household imagery of the American nation.

Why should you stay in one place and one country if they're not offering you a job? It doesn't make sense!

Allah's the Arabic term for God. Stand up for God, fight for God, work for God and do the right thing, and go the right way, things will end up in your corner.

I never have been insecure, because I see what a waste it is. I know there is a solution to insecurity. I don't tend to be thrown by problems that don't have solutions. And insecurity has a wealth of alternatives.

I'm very Type A; I like to get my list done.

We all have those things that even in the midst of stress and disarray, they energize us and give us renewed strength and purpose. These are our passions.