Living never wore one out so much as the effort not to live.

Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together.

Guilt is the one burden human beings can't bear alone.

We are cruel when someone refuses to play the role in which we have cast him. We judge a person only according to his relationship towards us.

All the art of analysis consists in saying a truth only when the other person is ready for it, has been prepared for it by an organic process of gradation and evolution.

Big Business and Politics are twins, they are the monsters who kill everything, corrupt everything.

What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.