“The mind is like an iceberg, it floats with one-seventh of its bulk above water.”

The liberty of the individual is no gift of civilization. It was greatest before there was any civilization.

Civilization began the first time an angry person cast a word instead of a rock.

Poets are masters of us ordinary men, in knowledge of the mind because they drink at streams which we have not yet made accessible to science.

Beauty has no obvious use; nor is there any clear cultural necessity for it. Yet civilization could not do without it.

It is not attention that the child is seeking, but love.

Where id was, there ego shall be.

Whoever loves becomes humble. Those who love have , so to speak , pawned a part of their narcissism.

I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for a father’s protection.

Men are more moral than they think and far more immoral than they can imagine.

When one does not have what one wants, one must want what one has.

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

Humanity is in the highest degree irrational, so that there is no prospect of influencing it by reasonable arguments. Against prejudice one can do nothing.

The only shame in masturbation is the shame of not doing it well.

A man should not strive to eliminate his complexes but to get into accord with them: they are legitimately what directs his conduct in the world.

Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness.

I have found little ‘good’ about human beings. In my experience, most of them are trash.

No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.

Beauty is in the strangest places. A piece of garbage floating in the wind. And that beauty exists in America. It exists everywhere. You have to develop an eye for it and be able to see it.

And it occurs to me that if I were aboard a rowboat floating in the middle of all the beer I’ve drunk in a lifetime,

A self made man is a rarity and hated by the parasites that floated to fame thought their parents, relatives and contacts.

In a marshland amongst the crocodiles, there float beautiful water lilies! Even in the Hell, one can find the good and the beauty.

If you find it difficult to swim today perhaps it is enough just to float.

We too can rise up, We too can float like lanterns To a better place.

Be still, for only in stillness, can the mountains float on the oceans that move through you.