I'm living out a childhood fantasy. Our house is in a historic district of a small town that I used to read about in storybooks

The Art of Peace begins with you.

Progress comes to those who train and train; reliance on secret techniques will get you nowhere.

Life itself is always a trial. In training, you must test and polish yourself in order to face the great challenges of life.

Now and again, it is necessary to seclude yourself among deep mountain and hidden valleys to restore your link to the source of life.

True victory is victory over oneself.

Be grateful even for hardship, setbacks, and bad people. Dealing with such obstacles is an essential part of training in the Art of Peace.

Failure is the key to success; each mistake teaches us something.

Life is growth. If we stop growing, technically and spiritually, we are as good as dead.

A warrior's mission is to foster the success of others.

I kind of like the position of being the fair-haired savior of my mother

I think my real depressions started when I was about 16 and doing The Patty Duke Show. I would go to bed at about 10 o'clock on a Friday night and not get up again until 6:30 Monday morning

I have been afraid all my life that I am going to die. All my life it has been stuffed in my imagination

I joke around a lot about the manic times because they're funny. We manics do outrageous things and it is part of our colorful nature.

You can have manic depression without having an ounce of creativity

I can't even remember how many times I tried to kill myself

I was just sort of moving through time.

The panic attacks - I still have them. They started when I was around 8. They always have to do with my death

I'm not sure I want all my neuroses cleared up