Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.
It is odd how, when you have a secret belief of your own which you do not wish to acknowledge, the voicing of it by someone else will rouse you to a fury of denial.
My whole life, people have been saying, Why are you so angry?
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
Just because you don't know if other people are experiencing the same thing as you are, it doesn't mean that it's not happening. Everybody doesn't necessarily share everything. Just know that what you're going through, other people are going through it, too.
In many ways, anger is a misdirected plea for love.
If we deny our anger, our pain, our ambition, or our goodness, we will suffer.
The unconscious can become destructive if it is disregarded and thwarted.
I never got hugged as child.
I feel wonderful because I see the love light in your eyes, and the wonder of it all is you just don't realize how much I love you.
My head has got regrets, but I haven't.
In some ways, I've been left with this great 'idolic' image of my father, but there's a sense of absence, too. You miss his advice and, also, his getting to know the person I have become.
A movie camera is like having someone you have a crush on watching you from afar - you pretend it's not there.
Pain is something that's common to human life. When we ignore it, we aren't engaging in the whole reality, and the pain begins to fester.
The more we deny that we have a dark side, the more power it has over us.
A lot of the shadow self is the home of poetry, story, prayer. My deepest understandings are often released from the part of me of which I am least aware most of the time.
I learned denial from my mother. I just never confronted things and if anybody did, I just would go crazy.
If a woman conceals her affection with the same skill from the object of it, she may lose the opportunity of fixing him; and it will then be but poor consolation to believe the world equally in the dark. There is so much of gratitude or vanity in almost any attachment, that it is not safe to leave any to itself. We can all begin ‘freely’- as light preference is natural enough; but there are very few of us who have a heart enough to be really in love without encouragement.
What's often not acknowledged about depression is how much anger is in it.
It upsets me where you do a take and people go 'that's so funny,' and you think 'I was being serious.'
My parents just neglected me, I wasn't abused or anything.
The son has always felt like he was a footnote in one of the stories the father tells. The father is an amazing storyteller and one of the tales that he tells is how he met his wife.
Just because something is unspoken doesn't mean that it disappears.
All of Bengal knows about my differences with my father. He's based in Mumbai. I never visit him. He never visits me. We are not enemies. But neither are we friends.
At this point, if I were to psychoanalyze myself, I'd have to say I am a clown, cleverly disguised as a regular person.
