We are aware only of the empty space in the forest, which only yesterday was filled with trees.
Things are not as we would like them to be. There is only one way to deal with it, namely to try and be all right oneself.
Papa continually emphasizes how much remains unexplained. With the other psychoanalytic writers, everything is always so known and fixed.
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.
My different personalities leave me in peace now.
What I have always wanted for myself is much more primitive. It is probably nothing more than the affection of the people with whom I am in contact, and their good opinion of me.