Even The Wisest Men Make Fools Of

The Small Share Of Happiness Attainable By Man Exists Only Insofar As He Is Able To Cease To Think Of Himself.

There Are Only Two Roads That Lead To Something Like Human Happiness. They Are Marked By The Words . . . Love And Achievement. . . . Inorder To Be Happy Oneself It Is Necessary To Make At Least One Other Person Happy. . . . The Secret Of Human Happiness Is Not Inself-seeking But In Self-forgetting.

In Our Civilization, Men Are Afraid That They Will Not Be Men Enough And Women Are Afraid That They Might Be Considered Only Women.

The Repressed Memory Is Like A Noisy Intruder Being Thrown Out Of The Concert Hall. You Can Throw Him Out, But He Will Bang On The Door And Continue To Disturb The Concert. The Analyst Opens The Door And Says, If You Promise To Behave Yourself, You Can Come Back In.

The Lover Is A Monotheist Who Knows That Other People Worship Different Gods But Cannot Himself Imagine That There Could Be Other Gods.