Woe to you, my Princess, when I come. I will kiss you quite red and feed you till you are plump. And if you are froward, you shall see who is the stronger, a gentle little girl who doesn't eat enough, or a big wild man who has cocaine in his body. -- A love letter from Freud to his fiancée.

It is no wonder if, under the pressure of these possibilities of suffering, men are accustomed to moderate their claims to happiness - just as the pleasure principle itself, indeed, under the influence of the external world, changed into the more modest reality principle -, if a man thinks himself happy merely to have escaped unhappiness or to have survived his suffering, and if in general the task of avoiding suffering pushes that of obtaining pleasure into the background.

Where id was, there ego shall be.

Love in the form of longing and deprivation lowers the self regard.

Christmas is the alcoholidays

Psychiatry is the art of teaching people how to stand on their own feet while reclining on couches.

A man who has been the indisputable favorite of his mother keeps for life the feeling of a conqueror.