Illness is the doctor to whom we pay most heed to ...

Everything great in the world comes from neurotics. They alone have founded our religions and composed our masterpieces.

It is in moments of illness that we are compelled to recognize that we live not alone but chained to a creature of a different kingdom, whole worlds apart, who has no knowledge of us and by whom it is impossible to make ourselves understood: our body.

Only through art can we emerge from ourselves and know what another person sees.

The really frightening thing about middle age is the knowledge that you'll grow out of it.

If repression has indeed been the fundamental link between power, knowledge, and sexuality since the classical age, it stands to reason that we will not be able to free ourselves from it except at a considerable cost.

We are approaching a new age of synthesis. Knowledge cannot be merely a degree or a skill... it demands a broader vision, capabilities in critical thinking and logical deduction without which we cannot have constructive progress.

We live in an age of instant knowledge. And there's almost a sense of entitlement to that.

Liberal that I am, I support health-care reform on its merits alone. My liberal blood boils, for example, when I read that half of the personal bankruptcies in this country are brought on, in part, by medical expenses.

There is an element of anger among women who've been raped. There's certainly a major element of humiliation. But it really does seem like a medical condition of shock and horror.

The best doctor is the one you run to and can't find.

Time is generally the best doctor.