I was legitimately in tears reading that about half an hour ago.

I have never cried over a celebrity but here we are. Thank you for perfectly summing up what I have to believe many of us are thinking

Robin Williams was a true treasure, and I'll miss him powerfully. Please, anyone reading this story who is struggling with feelings of depression or hopelessness, you're not alone and there are always people who can help you. The National Suicide Prevention Hotline can be reached at any hour at 1-800-273-8255.

I'm going to miss the shazbot out of that guy.

I am working on it as fast as I can.

If a person's success in life can be measured by how many people they helped to keep going no matter what by bringing laughter to their hearts and reminding them of the sheer joy of living, then I have to say: hands down, Mr. Robin Williams, you won. Thank you for all the times you touched my heart and made me keep…

He must have been in so much pain to feel life wasn't worth living.

Awful, terrble news. He struggled with depression & addiction for years. More proof that mental illness does not discriminate. He had the world's adoration, a loving family & resources far beyond what the average person has and still lost the battle. I hope that someday we treat mental illness as the devastating thing…

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;

You know how people say they feel like their childhood has died? That is how this news makes me feel. Damn, this is sad. So talented. Depression is a terrible disease.

His wife released a very nice statement:

Bangarang, Peter. May you fly free.

"Second star to the right, and straight on 'til morning."

Fuck that guy.

The mocking use of "selfie" in this coverage seems inappropriate given that two young children lost their parents to a tragic accident. They died taking photographs. It's not even confirmed that they were taking photos of themselves.

The last thing I want to do is give this giant and troubling waste of our goddamn time the acknowledgment that is clearly so desperately craved. But the fact that I must suppress my pride and bring attention to this in a plea for support from my own employer makes it all the more ridiculous.

I KNOW. I'M SORRY. I KNOW.

Aaaaaaand, now I'm crying. Thanks a lot, Rebecca.

IT'S SAND. I THINK. I MUST HAVE BEEN NEAR A PILE OF SAND AND THE WIND BLEW AND IT GOT IN MY EYE. OR SOMETHING.

S. E. Cupp so desperately wants to be the hotter Ann Coulter. Every time Bill Maher has her on his show I want to fly to LA and sucker punch her right in her ridiculous nerd glasses.