One is very crazy when in love.

Without love we fall ill.

The psychic development of the individual is a short repetition of the course of development of the race.

You wanted to kill your father in order to be your father yourself. Now you are your father, but a dead father.

Desire presses ever forward unsubdued.

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.

[The child] takes his play very seriously and he expends large amounts of emotion on it. The opposite of play is not what is serious but what is real.