Sleep [is like] a dove which has landed near one's hand and stays there as long as one does not pay any attention to it.

In his creative work the artist is dependent on sources and resources deriving from the spiritual unconscious.

The point is not what we expect from life, but rather what life expects from us.

Life can be pulled by goals just as surely as it can be pushed by drives.

Happiness cannot be pursued; it must ensue.

Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of human freedoms - to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.

A human being is not one thing among others; things determine each other, but man is ultimately self-determining. What he becomes-within the limits of endowment and environment-he has made out of himself.