Dreams are the royal road to the unconscious.

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.

Only a good-for-nothing is not interested in his past.

A man should not strive to eliminate his complexes but to get into accord with them: they are legitimately what directs his conduct in the world.

The intention that man should be happy is not in the plan of Creation.

In the development of mankind as a whole, just as in individuals, love alone acts as the civilizing factor in the sense that it brings a change from egoism to altruism.

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