“Raffi: Okay, it's time to make another deposit to my therapy fund.”

“My films are therapy for my debilitating depression. In institutions people weave baskets. I make films.”

“My imagination needs therapy.”

“If only God would give me some clear sign! Like making a large deposit in my name in a Swiss bank.”

“What's up?" I asked.

You tell me," he said. "You were the one about ready to start making out with Adrian."

It was an experiment," I said. "It was part of my therapy."

What the hell kind of therapy are you in?”

“He promised us that everything would be okay. I was a child, but I knew that everything would not be okay. That did not make my father a liar. It made him my father.”

“My routines come out of total unhappiness. My audiences are my group therapy.”

“I walked away exhilarated by my success, because there's nothing like making a difference in someone's life, even if that difference is a lifetime of nightmares and a fortune in therapy bills.”

“There is a therapy of self-indulgence and adjustment which is little more than another weapon in the arsenal of social conformity, and there is a therapy which “makes the unconscious conscious, enlarges the scope of awareness.” There is a socialization which turns curious children into adult automatons in a social environment of repressive uniformity, and there is a socialization which turns selfish, impulsive children into self-aware and deliberate participants in a larger community.”

“Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children. ”