When a man has once brought himself to accept uncritically all the absurdities that religious doctrines put before him and even to overlook the contradictions between them, we need not be greatly suprised at the weakness of his intellect.

Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.

No one who, like me, conjures up the most evil of those half-tamed demons that inhabit the human breast, and seeks to wrestle with them, can expect to come through the struggle unscathed.

Religion originates in the child's and young mankind's fears and need for help. It cannot be otherwise.

Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead.

America is the most grandiose experiment the world has seen, but, I am afraid, it is not going to be a success.

Pathology has made us acquainted with a great number of states in which the boundary lines between the ego and the external world become uncertain or in which they are actually drawn incorrectly. There are cases in which parts of a person's own body, even portions of his own mental life - his perceptions, thoughts and feelings -, appear alien to him and as not belonging to his ego; there are other cases in which he ascribes to the external world things that clearly originate in his own ego and that ought to be acknowledged by it.