I love animals, and I was always attracted to the idea of being a zoo veterinarian or a veterinarian with the circus.

Love, like life, is much stranger and far more complicated than one is brought up to believe.

I realized that it was not that I didn’t want to go on without him. I did. It was just that I didn’t know why I wanted to go on

Grief is so human, and it hits everyone at one point or another, at least, in their lives. If you love, you will grieve, and that's just given.

One of things so bad about depression and bipolar disorder is that if you don't have prior awareness, you don't have any idea what hit you.

I say I'm an academic: a professor of psychiatry at Johns Hopkins. And I write.