"I know a thing or two about depression. I know how to slip in and out of it. I know how to curl up against it in my loathsome bed and take it as my lover. I know how to push it away, only to take it back again. I know how to say no, but, I also know how to say yes. I know it like an ex-boyfriend that just won't delete my goddamn number already. Depression? Yeah, we go way back."
"When it finally all comes down to it, the only disappointment I've ever felt has been self-inflicted. It's like I was trying to make myself feel sadness because it felt wrong to immerse myself in joy. I've forgotten the true meaning of joy, jubilance, laughter, and happiness. My life has been dimmed, diminished, and dour. How, then, do you suggest I illuminate my dark world?"