The Easy Way Out Is

There Are Three Musts That Hold Us Back: I Must Do Well. You Must Treat Me Well. And The World Must Be Easy.

I Wrote Several Articles Criticizing Psychoanalysis, But The Analysts Weren't Listening To My Objections. So I Finally Quit After Practicing It For Six Years.

The Trouble With Most Therapy Is That It Helps You Feel Better. But You Don't Get Better. You Have To Back It Up With Action, Action, Action.

So I'd Better Stop My Whining And Help Myself Cope Better With Even The Worst Adversities.

I Would Have Liked Having Children To Some Degree, But Frankly I Haven't Got The Time To Take The Kids To The Goddamn Ballgame.