We arethe prisoners of ideas.

Fortunatelypsychoanalysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itselfstill remains a very effective therapist.

The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a school boy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.

The oldbelieve everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young knoweverything.

He whoangers you, conquers you.

Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.

To ask advice is in nine cases out of ten tout for flattery.

Constant repetition carries conviction.

All bravery stands upon comparisons.

As contagion of sickness makes sickness, contagion oftrust can make trust.

Knowingthat everything's futile but still fighting, still raging against the dying ofthe light that's what motivates me all the time ... If you hold that sense offutility in your head for too long, it can begin to eat into you. You canstill be aware of it

The first duty of love is to listen.