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.

Neither in my private life nor in my writings, have I ever made a secret of being an out-and-out unbeliever.

Psychoanalysis is in essence a cure through love.

A woman should soften but not weaken a man.

In matters of sexuality we are at present, every one of us, ill or well, nothing but hypocrites.

The only unnatural sexual behavior is none at all.

The dream is the liberation of the spirit from the pressure of external nature, a detachment of the soul from the fetters of matter.