Dreams Are Constructed From The Residue Of

Words Have A Magical Power. They Can Either Bring The Greatest Happiness Or The Deepest Despair.

The Idea Of Life Having A Purpose Stands And Falls With The Religious System.

There Is An Intellectual Function In Us Which Demands Unity, Connection And Intelligibility From Any Material, Whether Of Perception Or Thought, That Comes Within Its Grasp; And If, As A Result Of Special Circumstances, It Is Unable To Establish A True Connection, It Does Not Hesitate To Fabricate A False One.

The Moment A Man Questions The Meaning And Value Of Life, He Is Sick, Since Objectively Neither Has Any Existence; By Asking This Question One Is Merely Admitting To A Store Of Unsatisfied Libido To Which Something Else Must Have Happened, A Kind Of Fermentation Leading To Sadness And Depression.

The Effect Of The Consolations Of Religion May Be Compared To That Of A Narcotic.