If you can’t do it, give up!
When the wayfarer whistles in the dark, he may be disavowing his timidity, but he does not see any the more clearly for doing so.
When someone abuses me I can defend myself, but against praise I am defenceless.
The sexual life of adult women is a “dark continent” for psychology.
Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us O’er the world’s tempestuous sea; guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, for we have no help but thee.
To be sure, the ancient belief that the dream reveals the future is not entirely devoid of truth. By representing to us a wish as fulfilled the dream certainly leads us into the future; but this future, taken by the dreamer as present, has been formed into the likeness of that past by the indestructible wish.
America is a mistake, admittedly a gigantic mistake, but a mistake nevertheless.
An overwhelming majority of symbols in dreams are sexual symbols.
In the important decisions of personal life, we should be governed by the deep inner needs of our nature.
A hero is a man who stands up manfully against his father and in the end victoriously overcomes him.
Hatred of Judaism is at bottom hatred of Christianity.
It almost looks like analysis were the third of those ‘impossible’ professions in which one can be quite sure of unsatisfying results. The other two, much older-established, are the bringing up of children and the government of nations.
Not all men are worthy of love.
I have never doubted that religious phenomena are only to be understood on the pattern of the individual neurotic symptoms familiar to us.
I have found little ‘good’ about human beings. In my experience, most of them are trash...
A lady once expressed herself in society – the very words show that they were uttered with fervour and under the pressure of a great many secret emotions: “Yes, a woman must be pretty if she is to please the men. A man is much better off. As long as he has five straight limbs, he needs no more!”
The moment a man questions the meaning and value of life, he is sick, since objectively neither has any existence; by asking this question one is merely admitting to a store of unsatisfied libido to which something else must have happened, a kind of fermentation leading to sadness and depression.
Sexual morality – as society in its extreme form, the American, defines it – is contemptible. I advocate an incomparably freer sexual life.
We know less about the sexual life of little girls than of boys. But we need not feel ashamed of this distinction; after all, the sexual life of adult women is a ‘dark continent’ for psychology.
No one who has seen a baby sinking back satiated from the breast and falling asleep with flushed cheeks and a blissful smile can escape the reflection that this picture persists as a prototype of the expression of sexual satisfaction in later life.