The Reason We Go To Poetry Is

We Emphasize That Such A Form Of Communication Is Not Absent In Man, However Evanescent A Naturally Given Object May Be For Him, Split As It Is In Its Submission To Symbols.

Writings Scatter To The Winds Blank Checks In An Insane Charge. And Were They Not Such Flying Leaves, There Would Be No Purloined Letters.

The Sufferings Of Neurosis And Psychosis Are For Us A Schooling In The Passions Of The Soul, Just As The Beam Of The Psychoanalytic Scales, When We Calculate The Tilt Of Its Threat To Entire Communities, Provides Us With An Indication Of The Deadening Of The Passions In Society.

The Best Image To Sum Up The Unconscious Is Baltimore In The Early Morning.

Symptoms, Those You Believe You Recognize, Seem To You Irrational Because You Take Them In An Isolated Manner, And You Want To Interpret Them Directly.