But God never seems capable of moderation
An aphorism is never exactly true; it is either a half-truth or one-and-a-half truths.
My unconscious knows more about the consciousness of the psychologist than his consciousness knows about my unconscious.
There is no more unfortunate creature under the sun than a fetishist who yearns for a woman's shoe and has to settle for the whole woman.
So-called psychoanalysis is the occupation of lustful rationalists who trace everything in the world to sexual causes--with the exception of their occupation.
If something is stolen from you, don't go to the police. They're not interested. Don't go to a psychologist either, because he's interested in only one thing: that it was really you who did the stealing.
Sexuality poorly repressed unsettles some families; well repressed, it unsettles the whole world.
The sacrifice to Legba was completed; the Master of the Crossroads had taken the loas' mysterious routes back to his native Guinea. Meanwhile, the feast continued. The peasants were forgetting their misery: dance and alcohol numbed them, carrying away their shipwrecked conscience in the unreal and shady regions where the savage madness of the African gods lay waiting.
The moment where the fisherman catches the fish, happiness and agony, light and darkness, joy and death come face to face!
You must train your intuition - you must trust the small voice inside you which tells you exactly what to say, what to decide.
Lots of people have objections to prizes of all types, and it would be extraordinary if everybody agreed on anything that's worthwhile - they never do.