Papa continually emphasizes how much remains unexplained. With the other psychoanalytic writers, everything is always so known and fixed.

Who promised you that only for joy were you brought to this earth?

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

Everything becomes so problematic because of basic faults: from a discontent with myself.

If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that Life.

Create around one at least a small circle where matters are arranged as one wants them to be.

Children usually do not blame themselves for getting lost.