Sometimes it is the simplest, seemingly most inane, most practical stuff that matters the most to someone.

I believe that all the important people in my life prior to 1982 were victimized by my illness

We have developed this unbelievable ability to deny. We have to. If we didn't, we'd go crazy.

One of the things I've discovered in general about raising kids is that they really don't give a damn if you walked five miles to school.

I never did quite fit the glamour mode. It is life with my husband and family that is my high now.

Human beings have speculated about the relationship between inspiration and insanity for centuries.

I knew from a very young age that there was something very wrong with me

The Eleanor Roosevelt Award that I received for women's rights activities is one I treasure

All I will tell you is that I play a small role in someone's happily ever after.

I still have highs and lows, just like any other person. What's missing is the lack of control over the super highs, which became destructive, and the super lows, which are immediately destructive.

I tell people to monitor their self-pity. Self-pity is very unattractive.

If I have any message for others, it is to go for help early and not to be a resistant patient

I can't tell you what I had for breakfast, but I can sing every single word of rock and roll

Reality is hard. It is no walk in the park, this thing called life.

My recovery from manic depression has been an evolution, not a sudden miracle.

We cannot ask in behalf of Christ what Christ would not ask Himself if He were praying.

One of the special marks of the Holy Ghost in the Apostolic Church was the spirit of boldness.

One touch of Christ is worth a lifetime of struggling.

Have we forgotten that there is a Holy Ghost, that we must insist upon walking on crutches when we might fly?