“If people could just understand how it actually felt to be depressed, obsessed, frightened, out of control, maybe they’d be more tolerant, more understanding.”

“Somehow, like so many people who get depressed, we felt our depressions were more complicated and existentially based than they actually were.”

“It was more about understanding that you could give it your all, give yourself the best chances, but control is an illusion.”

“If there were a little more silence, if we all kept quiet...maybe we could understand something.”

“Both tolerance and respect are empty virtues until we actually understand whatever it is we are supposed to be tolerating or respecting.”

“I never felt like that before. Maybe it could be depression, like you get. I can understand how you suffer now when you're depressed; I always thought you liked it and I thought you could have snapped yourself out any time, if not alone then by means of the mood organ. But when you get that depressed you don't care. Apathy, because you've lost a sense of worth. It doesn't matter whether you feel better because you have no worth.”