Talk therapy turns hysterical misery to mundane unhappiness.

Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts.

The price of civilization is instinctual renunciation.

Writers write for fame, wealth, power and the love of women.

One... gets an impression that civilization is something which was imposed on a resisting majority by a minority which understood how to obtain possession of the means to power and coercion. It is, of course, natural to assume that these difficulties are not inherent in the nature of civilization itself but are determined by the imperfections of the cultural forms which have so far been developed.

Christmas is the alcoholidays

Perhaps the gods are kind to us, by making life more disagreeable as we grow older. In the end death seems less intolerable than the manifold burdens we carry