The whole life of instinct serves the one end of bringing about death.

It might be said of psychoanalysis that if you give it your little finger it will soon have your whole hand.

The moment a man questions the meaning and value of life, he is sick, since objectively neither has any existence; by asking this question one is merely admitting to a store of unsatisfied libido to which something else must have happened, a kind of fermentation leading to sadness and depression.

The first human who hurled an insult instead of a stone was the founder of civilization.

If the truth of religious doctrines is dependent on an inner experience that bears witness to the truth, what is one to make of the many people who do not have that experience?

Time spent with cats is never wasted.

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.