In the small matters trust the mind, in the large ones the heart.

We may say that hysteria is a caricature of an artistic creation, a compulsion neurosis a caricature of a religion, and a paranoiac delusion a caricature of a philosophic system.

There are no mistakes.

None believes in his own death. In the unconscious everyone is convinced of his own immortality.

The ego is not master in its own house.

A father's death is the most important event, the more heartbreaking and poignant loss in a man's life.

A string of reproaches against other people leads one to suspect the existence of a string of self-reproaches with the same content.