I have treated many artists. There are among them many neurotics, so many that one finally comes to believe that one cannot be an artist without being neurotic. Again I found in them that inner conflict which is characteristic of modern man: the conflict between a right intuition (namely, that their vocation has fundamental importance for the destiny of humanity) and a false idea (namely, that art is superfluous luxury).

I seem to remember asking myself if I was insane, and answering, ''Of couse I am - sanity is a compromise. Sanity is the thing that keeps one back.

Yet mad I am not...and very surely do I not dream.

The human mind is not a terribly logical or consistent place.

It's like I need to love you to come back whole from where I sometimes go.

At present nothing is possible except to extend the area of sanity little by little. We cannot act collectively. We can only spread our knowledge outwards from individual to individual, generation after generation.

It isn't for the moment you are struck that you need courage, but for that long uphill climb back to sanity and faith and security.

I really believe, or want to believe, really I am nuts, otherwise I'll never be sane.

If you think anyone is sane you just don't know enough about them.

The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

The hardest thing for a sane person to do is not care what anyone thinks, although everyone swears by it, hence our glorification of insanity.

The holiness of solitude is the gift of creativity.

Sanity is a cozy lie.

He who can simulate sanity will be sane.

Part of being sane is being a little bit crazy.

I detest love lyrics. I think one of the causes of bad mental health in the United States is that people have been raised on love lyrics

Sanity is a madness put to good uses; waking life is a dream controlled.

The criterion of mental health is not one of individual adjustment to a given social order, but a universal one, valid for all men, of giving a satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.

Our health is our sound relation to external objects; our sympathy with external being.

I don't really trust a sane person. You can never depend on them.