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.

Love and work, work and love...that's all there is.

It is easy to see that the ego is that part of the id which has been modified by the direct influence of the external world.

The behavior of a human being in sexual matters is often a prototype for the whole of his other modes of reaction in life.

We find a place for what we lose. Although we know that after such a loss the acute stage of mourning will subside, we also know that we shall remain inconsolable and will never find a substitute. No matter what may fill the gap, even if it be filled completely, it nevertheless remains something else.

A man's heterosexuality will not put up with any homosexuality, and vice versa.

Dreams are the royal road to the unconscious.