Kurt Vonnegut Quotes

I've had my share of dark days of the soul. I try not to focus on it too much so it doesn't get to me.

Depression is so smart - it uses all your references and patterns.

Half the ills we heard within our hearts are ills because we hoard them.

Every faculty and virtue I possess can be used as an instrument with which to worry myself.

I personally dealt with a lot of depression and anxiety in my life.

I'm acutely aware of my anxiety.

Depression, if it's an unconsciously elected experience, is a luxury.

It is clear to me that one of the biggest obstacles we face as human beings is the pain we put ourselves through when we resist and wrestle with our emotions.

I went to work and did a lot of homework about what was wrong with me.

Depression is something I've dealt with every day of my life.

Depression is internal. The upswings and downswings have pretty much nothing to do with what's going on in the external world. It's not like something sad happens to you and then you feel sad. Good things happen, but you feel sad anyway.

We all have human emotions that rob our lives.

Elaine is just in pain. I think Elaine has become very, very sad woman. She is someone who is in deep need of many hours of analysis and I like to think that I'm not that type of person.

You never really shake depression and that's a tough road you have to deal with.

Dealing with chronic anxiety has taught me to better understand the nuances of mental illness and the very individual nature of it.

Earlier in my life, I had a tendency toward depression.

I've never had a person come to me and say, 'I want to take down this person.' They come and say, 'I need help. This thing is killing me. It's weighing me down. It's sitting in the pit of my stomach.'

I spent a lot of time reading 'Cosmopolitan' and quietly crying.

I have struggled with anxiety and depression since I was a teenager.

How sick i am! that thought Always comes to me with horror. Is it this strange for everybody? But such fugitive feelings have always been my metier.

Thinking about suicide is a potent consolation: it helps us to get through many a bad night.

My schedule for today lists a six-hour self-accusatory depression.

I definitely have some kind of mental problem and I haven't pinpointed what it is.

Would you please tell me what you are thinking? Before I go mad?

Anxiety destroys scale, and suffering makes us lose perspective.