Dick Cavett Quotes

The neurotic has perfect vision in one eye, but he cannot remember which.

I can never remember what I do even in the studio.

When I think back to my childhood, it's with a mixture of amusement and embarrassment. I was always forgetting things. My mum called me scatty because I could never sit still. But there was no sense I was suffering from a medical condition as such.

I walk into rooms and I don't know why I'm there. I'm like, 'Why am I standing in front of the toilet now?'

I always thought I was depressive, and I only recently realized that I have more of an anxiety disorder than chronic depression.

Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.

I had really bad obsessive-compulsive disorder. At its worst, I was compelled to leave my house at three o'clock in the morning and go out in the alley because I just knew that the paper-towel roll I threw in the recycling bin was uncomfortable, like it was lying the wrong way, and I would be down in the garbage.

I can't remember anything I ever wrote.

Embarrassingly enough, I often can't remember how I came to write something.

I really don't retain information - by the time I arrive wherever I'm going, I already forget what it is that I wanted to say.

I somehow can't remember numbers, names, and faces. I forget very easily.

It's a weakness of mine to forget what it is I've just been talking about so that when people make witty allusions to it, I stare at them open-mouthed, not knowing what they're talking about.

My father could never remember anybody's name.

OCD is a really serious condition - it's a proper thing. It's not just, 'Oh, you like your pens to be straight'. For me, it would always go in tandem with being unhappy. The unhappier I was, the worse it got.

I've been hit in the head a lot, but I don't think I have any problems, but I can't, for the life of me, remember a lot of my road stories and good times. When times are bad enough, that's all you can ever think about.

There is nothing wrong with my health. Who doesn't forget things from time-to-time? Who out there has never stuttered or slurred a word at some point?

I have a really terrible memory.

I am neurotic, and I'm a worrier.

Neurotics have plenty of non-neurotic friends, but not for long.

I actually have OCD really bad, and it's getting a bit worse at the moment. I have to check taps... before I leave the house, to make sure I've checked everything in case it floods.

I remember saying things, but I have no idea what was said. It was generally a friendly conversation.” —Associated Press reporter Jack Sullivan, attempting to recount a 3 A.M. exchange we had at a dinner party and inadvertently describing the past ten years of my life.

The liar often suffers from amnesia. Amnesia is the silence of the unconscious.

I'm not like that smart. I like, forget stuff all the time.

For the last year his grandma had been slipping in and out of reality. One minute she was as clear as a bell and the next she was calling him Simon. Who was Simon? He had no idea.

Neurotics always feel as though they were going way up or way down, which is odd in people going sideways.