In the long run, nothing can withstand reason and experience, and the contradiction religion offers to both is palpable.

Incidentally, why was it that none of all the pious ever discovered psycho-analysis? Why did it have to wait for a completely godless Jew?

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

I cannot face with comfort the idea of life without work; work and the free play of the imagination are for me the same thing, I take no pleasure in anything else.

Religion is comparable to a childhood neurosis.

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

My love is something valuable to me which I ought not to throw away without reflection.