Susannah Cahalan Quotes

I'm sure I'm a schizophrenic. The problem is I can't tell the difference between which one's which, which one is the real me.

If somebody thinks they're a hedgehog, presumably you just give 'em a mirror and a few pictures of hedgehogs and tell them to sort it out for themselves.

I know I am delusional at times, but I'm not completely-out-of-touch delusional.

One knows one's madnesses, by and large. By and large the knowledge is vacuous. The notion of naming the beast to conquer it is the idiot optimism of psychotherapy.

People who are extremely inside their head, like he was, are caught in a neurosis that goes round and round. Then something will hook them and take them to their end and they can't control it.

This is what I am. I have periods of enormous self-destructive depression, where I go completely off my trolley and lose all sight of reality and reason.

There is a pleasure in being mad which none but madmen know.

I think we all have madness in us, it's just that I've realized mine and found a way to let it out.

I must have been heavily schizophrenic all my life. The me who hears what the other me can't play is the dominant one.

I can see how, given a certain degree of sensitivities, proclivities and rage, I could have ended up differently.

Every experience feeds an actor, and I've learned that depression is all around us.

Delusions of grandeur make me feel a lot better about myself.

All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.

I still get awful depression. It's who I am.

He had delusions of adequacy.

A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.

A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?

When you are insane, you are busy being insane - all the time.

Possibly he knew, as he wrote this, that he was mad - because inside every madman sits a little sane man saying 'You're mad, you're mad.'

There's certainly a side of me that isn't completely... sane. Or completely 'even' all the time. We all have our dark sides.

I have had time to analyze my feelings. I am certain that they are totally neurotic, sexist, silly, and a big waste of time.

In madness, I thought I was the most important person in the world.

I voluntarily inflicted a certain level of insanity on myself.

I'm not a big fan of psychoanalysis: I think if you have mental problems what you need are good pills. But I do think that if you have thinks that bother you, things that are unresolved, the more that you talk about them, write about them, the less serious they become.

The only difference between me and a madman is that I'm not mad.