If I have a stupid day, everything looks wrong to me.

We are imprisoned in the realm of life, like a sailor on his tiny boat, on an infinite ocean.

It is only when parental feelings are ineffective or too ambivalent or when the mother's emotions are temporarily engaged elsewhere that children feel lost.

We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.

The selection of leadership must follow practical considerations. Maybe I look at things too pessimistically?

Things are not as we would like them to be. There is only one way to deal with it, namely to try and be all right oneself.

Children usually do not blame themselves for getting lost.