My psychology belongs to everyone.
The style of life is a unity because it has grown out of the difficulties of early life and out of the striving for a goal.
There is no such thing as talent. There is pressure.
I am grateful for the idea that has used me.
To be human means to feel inferior.
Play is a child’s work and this is not a trivial pursuit.
The self-bound individual always forgets that his self would be safeguarded better and automatically the more he prepares himself for the welfare of mankind, and that in this respect no limits are set for him.
To all those who walk the path of human cooperation war must appear loathsome and inhuman.
It is easy to believe that life is long and one’s gifts are vast – easy at the beginning, that is. But the limits of life grow more evident; it becomes clear that great work can be done rarely, if at all.
More important than innate disposition, objective experience, and environment is the subjective evaluation of these. Furthermore, this evaluation stands in a certain, often strange, relation to reality.
We must interpret a bad temper as a sign of inferiority.
The feeling of inferiority rules the mental life and can be clearly recognized in the sense of incompleteness and unfulfillment, and in the uninterrupted struggle both of individuals and humanity.
If you wish to educate a child who has gone wrong, then you must, above all, keep your attention fixed on the intersection of two charmed circles.
In this case, the neurotic resembles a human being who looks up to God, commends himself to His ways, and then religiously awaits how the Lord will guide him; he is nailed to the cross of his fiction.
Every neurotic is partly in the right.
What person, confined in a small room with nothing but a tea-cosy, will not eventually put the tea-cosy on their head?
In a country of such recent civilization as ours, whose almost limitless treasures of material wealth invite the risks of capital and the industry of labor, it is but natural that material interests should absorb the attention of the people to a degree elsewhere unknown.
Mathematics is pure language – the language of science. It is unique among languages in its ability to provide precise expression for every thought or concept that can be formulated in its terms.
All failures are so because they lack social interest.
The mathematical life of a mathematician is short. Work rarely improves after the age of twenty-five or thirty. If little has been accomplished by then, little will ever be accomplished.