Sigmund Freud Quotes And Sayings

A Man Who Has Been The Indisputable Favorite Of His Mother Keeps For Life The Feeling Of A Conqueror.

Obviously One Must Hold Oneself Responsible For The Evil Impulses Of One's Dreams. In What Other Way Can One Deal With Them? Unless The Content Of The Dream Rightly Understood Is Inspired By Alien Spirits, It Is Part Of My Own Being.

What We Call Happiness In The Strictest Sense Comes From The (Preferably Sudden) Satisfaction Of Needs Which Have Been Dammed Up To A High Degree.

The Psychical, Whatever Its Nature May Be, Is Itself Unconscious.

The Voice Of The Intellect Is A Soft One, But It Does Not Rest Until It Has Gained A Hearing.

The Mind Is Like An Iceberg, It Floats With One-seventh Of Its Bulk Above Water.

America Is A Mistake, A Giant Mistake.

A Certain Degree Of Neurosis Is Of Inestimable Value As A Drive, Especially To A Psychologist.

Where Id Was, There Ego Shall Be.

What Progress We Are Making. In The Middle Ages They Would Have Burned Me. Now They Are Content With Burning My Books.

Civilized Society Is Perpetually Menaced With Disintegration Through This Primary Hostility Of Men Towards One Another.

Analogies, It Is True, Decide Nothing, But They Can Make One Feel More At Home.

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?

Like The Physical, The Psychical Is Not Necessarily In Reality What It Appears To Us To Be.

Anatomy Is Destiny.

A Belligerent State Permits Itself Every Such Misdeed, Every Such Act Of Violence, As Would Disgrace The Individual.

Neurosis Is The Inability To Tolerate Ambiguity.

Sadism Is All Right In Its Place, But It Should Be Directed To Proper Ends.

The Interpretation Of Dreams Is The Royal Road To A Knowledge Of The Unconscious Activities Of The Mind.

Illusions Commend Themselves To Us Because They Save Us Pain And Allow Us To Enjoy Pleasure Instead. We Must Therefore Accept It Without Complaint When They Sometimes Collide With A Bit Of Reality Against Which They Are Dashed To Pieces.