I Am Glad That I Do Not

We Are Aware Only Of The Empty Space In The Forest, Which Only Yesterday Was Filled With Trees.

Papa Always Makes It Clear That He Would Like To Know Me As Much More Rational And Lucid Than The Girls And Women He Gets To Know During His Analytic Hours.

If I Have A Stupid Day, Everything Looks Wrong To Me.

Papa Continually Emphasizes How Much Remains Unexplained. With The Other Psychoanalytic Writers, Everything Is Always So Known And Fixed.

It Is Only When Parental Feelings Are Ineffective Or Too Ambivalent Or When The Mother's Emotions Are Temporarily Engaged Elsewhere That Children Feel Lost.