There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.

The unconscious can become destructive if it is disregarded and thwarted.

The self is merely the lens through which we see others and the world.

atrophy of feeling creates criminals.

Our age has need of violence," he writes. And he is violence.

it was while helping others to be free that I gained my own freedom.

The human father has to be confronted and recognized as human, as man who created a child and then, by his absence, left the child fatherless and then Godless.