They haven't adapted very quickly, but they are adapting. You can tell there's a little bit of depression and acting out -- but we expected that.

I think most people realize how much we have changed over the last 30 years. There's a lot of sympathy, and everyone is concerned about where all the people will go.

The staff and the individuals here are all pretty close. Two hundred people came in September for a party for 18 people. We all wanted to get together one more time.

The madness of depression is, generally speaking, the antithesis of violence. It is a storm indeed, but a storm of murk. Soon evident are the slowed-down responses, near paralysis, psychic energy throttled back close to zero. Ultimately, the body is affected and feels sapped, drained.

Constantly downcast leads to the death bed.

Just a second of her laughter can get me through the darkest day.