Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness.
Humanity is in the highest degree irrational, so that there is no prospect of influencing it by reasonable arguments. Against prejudice one can do nothing.
Man has, as it were, become a kind of prosthetic God.
It might be said of psychoanalysis that if you give it your little finger it will soon have your whole hand.
When one does not have what one wants, one must want what one has.
One must not be mean with affections; what is spent of the funds is renewed in the spending itself. Left untouched for too long, they diminish imperceptibly or the lock gets rusty; they are there all right but one cannot make use of them.