A Woman Ought To Look Up To

Being Neurotic Is Like Shooting Fish In A Barrel, And Missing Them.

We Are Never More Self-righteous Than When Giving Up What We Should Have Shunned All Along.

We Catch Frightful Glimpses Of Ourselves In The Hostile Eyes Of Others.

The Neurotic Would Like To Trust His Analyst - If Only Because He's Paying Him So Much Money. But He Can't - Because If The Analyst Really Cared, He'd Be Doing It For Nothing.

Hope Is The Feeling We Have That The Feeling We Have Is Not Permanent.