Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.

Humanity is in the highest degree irrational, so that there is no prospect of influencing it by reasonable arguments. Against prejudice one can do nothing.

We must love or we grow ill.

That which we can't remember, we will repeat.

Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness.

We are so constituted that we can gain intense pleasure only from the contrast, and only very little from the condition itself.

We must reckon with the possibility that something in the nature of the sexual instinct itself is unfavorable to the realization of complete satisfaction.