If I’d found out that Norman Mailer liked me. I’d have killed myself.

A man who suffers before it is necessary, suffers more than is necessary.

If we examine our thoughts, we shall find them always occupied with the past and the future.

I imagined being a famous writer would be like being like Jane Austen.

I used to let other people’s struggles affect my happiness. If they weren’t happy, there was no way I was going to be happy. The opposite was also true: If I wasn’t happy, I didn’t want anyone around me to be happy.

My peers, lately, have found companionship through means of intoxication – it makes them sociable. I, however, cannot force myself to use drugs to cheat on my loneliness – it is all that I have – and when the drugs and alcohol dissipate, will be all that my peers have as well.

I wouldn’t say I have a lack of fear. In fact, I’d like my fear emotion to be less because it’s very distracting and fries my nervous system.

I do think coaches need to get away from the game more, though. It’s good for them.

I had slumps that lasted into the winter.

People who fly into a rage always make a bad landing.

Nothing becomes so offensive so quickly as grief. When fresh it finds someone to console it, but when it becomes chronic, it is ridiculed, and rightly.

I’ve often felt depressed; everyone feels depressed.

Games lubricate the body and the mind.

When I was 11 I became very depressed. It had a lot to do with the climate and ecological crisis. I thought everything was just so wrong and nothing was happening and there’s no point in anything.

Worry is the interest paid by those who borrow trouble.

At what point then is the approach of danger to be expected? I answer, if it ever reach us, it must spring up amongst us. It cannot come from abroad. If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher. As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.

Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.

Paranoia is just another word for ignorance.

Always remember that others may hate you but those who hate you don’t win unless you hate them. And then you destroy yourself.

Fear keeps us focused on the past or worried about the future. If we can acknowledge our fear, we can realize that right now we are okay. Right now, today, we are still alive, and our bodies are working marvelously. Our eyes can still see the beautiful sky. Our ears can still hear the voices of our loved ones.

What keeps me up at night? Anxiety. Anxiety, the inability to go to sleep, it’s quite literally that.

O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!

I think that’s why I put my energy into making music. That’s how I get my thoughts out, instead of being crazy all the time.

Since everything is in our heads, we had better not lose them.

When things are really dismal, you can laugh, or you can cave in completely.

Despair is a narcotic. It lulls the mind into indifference.

A contented mind is the greatest blessing a man can enjoy in this world.

Melancholy, indeed, should be diverted by every means but drinking.

The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.

When I get down, I don’t waller around for long.

If you keep on writing for three years, every day, you should be strong. Of course, you have to be strong mentally, also. But in the first place, you have to be strong physically. That is a very important thing. Physically and mentally you have to be strong.

He was so depressed, he tried to commit suicide by inhaling next to an Armenian.

There is no such thing as paranoia. Your worst fears can come true at any moment.

Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.

Whenever I make music, it reflects where I’m at mentally.

Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

Everyone knows nowadays that people ‚have complexes‘. What is not so well known, though far more important theoretically, is that complexes can have us.

I really thought I was on the way out. My husband Blake saved my life. Often I don’t know what I do, then the next day the memory returns. And then I am engulfed in shame.

I don’t digest things with my mind.

Sometimes, women in families put themselves last until it manifests itself in their own health.

We humans have lost the wisdom of genuinely resting and relaxing. We worry too much. We don’t allow our bodies to heal, and we don’t allow our minds and hearts to heal.

Since I was 16, I’ve felt a black cloud hangs over me. Since then, I have taken pills for depression.

I’ve had no problem harnessing anger.

I think Buddhism should open the door of psychology and healing to penetrate more easily into the Western world.

I would like to die on Mars. Just not on impact.

I can’t stress to you enough how much I can relate to teens being cyberbullied. Something that helps me is looking at old videos of me and my friends from middle school, or videos of my family. I love watching funny videos of my favorite people – it really cheers me up.

Isn’t it funny how babies laugh a lot? I read a toddler, a young child laughs 300 times a day. The average adult laughs, like, four times a day. God put it in them. He put the laugh in us, but I think sometimes we let life get us down, you know, have bad breaks, and we lose our breaks.

It is important to remember yourself.

I calculate that I took 20,000 punches, but I earned millions and kept a lot of it. I may talk slow, but my mind is OK.

I don’t think about the end game. I’ve got lots to occupy my mind. It’s the rage that keeps me going.

I know from personal experience how damaging it can be to live with bitterness and unforgiveness. I like to say it’s like taking poison and hoping your enemy will die. And it really is that harmful to us to live this way.

In Germany, they all thought I was a bit mental, very emotional.

I think I hate cynicism more than anything else. It’s the curse of our age, and I want to avoid it at all costs.

There’s no substitute for the practice of meditation.

What some call health, if purchased by perpetual anxiety about diet, isn’t much better than tedious disease.

Throw off your worries when you throw off your clothes at night.

I’m addicted to placebos.

I don’t know how to function without music. When I’m not making it, I’m listening to it. It gives me courage and takes care of my mind.

Guilt is cancer. Guilt will confine you, torture you, destroy you as an artist. It’s a black wall. It’s a thief.

There are so many emotions that you’re feeling, you can get stifled by them if you’re feeling them all at once. What I try to do is take one moment – one simple, simple feeling – and expand it into three-and-a-half minutes.