There Is No Such Thing As Talent.

Violence As A Way Of Gaining Power... Is Being Camouflaged Under The Guise Of Tradition, National Honor [and] National Security.

To See With The Eyes Of Another, To Hear With The Ears Of Another, To Feel With The Heart Of Another. For The Time Being, This Seems To Me An Admissible Definition Of What We Call Social Feeling.

The Self-bound Individual Always Forgets That His Self Would Be Safeguarded Better And Automatically The More He Prepares Himself For The Welfare Of Mankind, And That In This Respect No Limits Are Set For Him.

Far More Unwaveringly, The Neurotic Keeps Before His Eye His God, His Idol, His Ideal Of Personality And Clings To His Guiding Principle, Losing Sight In The Meanwhile Of Reality, Whereas The Normal Person Is Always Ready To Dispense With This Crutch, This Aid, And Reckon Unhampered With Reality.

Nobody Adopts Antisocial Behaviour Unless They Fear That They Will Fail If They Remain On The Social Side Of Life.