One Of The Blessings Of Adulthood Is

[madness] Is The Jail We Could All End Up In. And We Know It. And Watch Our Step. For A Lifetime. We Behave. A Fantastic And Entire System Of Social Control, By The Threat Of Example As Effective Over The General Population As Detention Centers In Dictatorships, The Image Of The Madhouse Floats Through Every Mind For The Course Of Its Lifetime.

They Weren't Crazy. They Were Tired Of Being Locked Up. Even I Could See That.

I Believe There's A Killer In All Of Us. I Know There's One Inside Me. When You Know The Killer In You And You Know Also That You Do Not Want To Kill, You Have To Set Yourself Upon A Course Of Learning. Not To Kill That Killer Then, But To Control It.

Hell, I Don't Want To Grow Old At All. I Never Want To Die.

The Involuntary Character Of Psychiatric Treatment Is At Odds With The Spirit And Ethics Of Medicine Itself.