The unconscious mind is that strange sub-world revealed through dreams, lapses, or Freudian slips. “Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.
SIGMUND FREUDThe unconscious mind is that strange sub-world revealed through dreams, lapses, or Freudian slips. “Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.
SIGMUND FREUDBeing entirely honest with oneself is a good exercise.
SIGMUND FREUDDogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.
SIGMUND FREUDPublic self is a conditioned construct of the inner psychological self.
SIGMUND FREUDWhat progress we are making. In the Middle Ages they would have burned me. Now they are content with burning my books.
SIGMUND FREUDIt is a predisposition of human nature to consider an unpleasant idea untrue, and then it is easy to find arguments against it.
SIGMUND FREUDIt is that we are never so defenseless against suffering as when we love, never no helplessly unhappy as when we have lost our loved object of its love.
SIGMUND FREUDImmorality, no less than morality, has at all times found support in religion.
SIGMUND FREUDI had thought about cocaine in a kind of day-dream.
SIGMUND FREUDA strong egoism is a protection.
SIGMUND FREUDIn the depths of my heart I can’t help being convinced that my dear fellow-men, with a few exceptions, are worthless.
SIGMUND FREUDWhen one does not have what one wants, one must want what one has.
SIGMUND FREUDThe ego represents what we call reason and sanity, in contrast to the id which contains the passions.
SIGMUND FREUDHumanity is in the highest degree irrational, so that there is no prospect of influencing it by reasonable arguments. Against prejudice one can do nothing.
SIGMUND FREUDKnowledge is the intellectual manipulation of carefully verified observations.
SIGMUND FREUDWhen a love-relationship is at its height there is no room left for any interest in the environment; a pair of lovers are sufficient to themselves.
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