I Regard Myself As One Of The

Talk Therapy Turns Hysterical Misery To Mundane Unhappiness.

The Mosaic Religion Had Been A Father Religion; Christianity Became A Son Religion. The Old God, The Father, Took Second Place; Christ, The Son, Stood In His Stead, Just As In Those Dark Times Every Son Had Longed To Do.

Loneliness And Darkness Have Just Robbed Me Of My Valuables.

Man Has, As It Were, Become A Kind Of Prosthetic God.

It Might Be Said Of Psychoanalysis That If You Give It Your Little Finger It Will Soon Have Your Whole Hand.