When a love-relationship is at its height there is no room left for any interest in the environment; a pair of lovers are sufficient to themselves

Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have, so to speak, pawned a part of their narcissism.

The impression forces itself upon one that men measure by false standards, that everyone seeks power, success, riches for himself, and admires others who attain them, while undervaluing the truly precious thing in life.

The act of birth is the first experience of anxiety, and thus the source and prototype of the affect of anxiety.

But one thing about human beings puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.

What we call happiness in the strictest sense comes from the (preferably sudden) satisfaction of needs which have been dammed up to a high degree.

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