One might compare the relation of the ego to the id with that between a rider and his horse. The horse provides the locomotor energy, and the rider has the prerogative of determining the goal and of guiding the movements of his powerful mount towards it. But all too often in the relations between the ego and the id we find a picture of the less ideal situation in which the rider is obliged to guide his horse in the direction in which it itself wants to go.

This is one race of people for whom psychoanalysis is of no use whatsoever.

He does not believe that does not live according to his belief.

If you can't do it, give up!

We are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never so forlornly unhappy as when we have lost our love object or its love.

Like the physical, the psychical is not necessarily in reality what it appears to us to be.

Only a rebuke that 'has something in it' will sting, will have the power to stir our feelings, not the other sort, as we know.