In Some Cases, Some People Do Get

I Have Often Asked Myself Whether, Given The Choice, I Would Choose To Have Manic-depressive Illness. If Lithium Were Not Available To Me, Or Didn't Work For Me, The Answer Would Be A Simple No... And It Would Be An Answer Laced With Terror. But Lithium Does Work For Me, And Therefore I Can Afford To Pose The Question. Strangely Enough, I Think I Would Choose To Have It. It's Complicated.

Mother, Who Has An Absolute Belief That It Is Not The Cards That One Is Dealt In Life, It Is How One Plays Them, Is, By Far, The Highest Card I Was Dealt.

Each Way To Suicide Is Its Own: Intensely Private, Unknowable, And Terrible. Suicide Will Have Seemed To Its Perpetrator The Last And Best Of Bad Possibilities, And Any Attempt By The Living To Chart This Final Terrain Of Life Can Be Only A Sketch, Maddeningly Incomplete

Love, Like Life, Is Much Stranger And Far More Complicated Than One Is Brought Up To Believe.

I Look Back Over My Shoulder And Feel The Presence Of An Intense Young Girl And Then A Volatile And Disturbed Young Woman, Both With High Dreams And Restless, Romantic Aspirations