We are what we are because we have been what we have been.

The motive forces of phantasies are unsatisfied wishes, and every single phantasy is the fulfillment of a wish, a correction of unsatisfying reality.

It almost looks like analysis were the third of those 'impossible' professions in which one can be quite sure of unsatisfying results. The other two, much older-established, are the bringing up of children and the government of nations.

Tobacco is the only excuse for Columbus's misadventure in discovering America.

Conscience is the internal perception of the rejection of a particular wish operating within us.

The paranoid is never entirely mistaken.

What a distressing contrast there is between the radiant intelligence of the child and the feeble mentality of the average adult.