Quotes About Psychology

For the thief and the humanitarian each have the same motive — to do what he believes will make him feel good. In fact, we can't avoid a very significant conclusion: Everyone is selfish.

I've never enjoyed myself. I'm incapable of enjoying myself. There's just some people who don't enjoy themselves very much.

It is a rare person who can cut himself off from mediate and immediate relations with others for long spaces of time without undergoing a deterioration in personality.

As we know, human memory is notoriously unreliable when it comes to recalling facts. But when it comes to matters of the psyche, the way we feel about what happened can be as significant as the facts of the case.

In fact, you chose him or her, in part, because he or she recreated the same difficulties you had in childhood.

Ironically, for reasons we will explore in later chapters, fusers (who experienced neglectful caretaking) and isolators (who experienced intrusive parenting) tend to grow up and marry each other, thus beginning an infuriating game of push and pull that leaves neither partner satisfied.

The place where optimism flourishes most is in the lunatic asylum.

The place where optimism most flourishes is the lunatic asylum.

When love is suppressed hate takes its place.

That sexual feelings exist [it would be better to say 'may exist'] from earliest infancy is well known, and therefore this function does not depend upon puberty, though intensified by it.

I wanted the players to feel like they were part of a family, to be conscious of that controlled togetherness as they made that slow entrance onto the field. It had a great psychological effect on the opposing team, too. They'd never seen anything like it.

Helder said the goal of therapy was to make a container to hold all the disparate selves. I was going to need a big container. One that could hold hordes.

Whoever wants to be a judge of human nature should study people's excuses.

I wonder if I'm going crazy. I think I read somewhere - or was it something I learned in psychology class? - that people often make up their own reality as a means of coping with what their brains can't possible handle. The idea comforts me, because while no one else out there seems to be trying to protect or save me, at least maybe my brain in.

She knew that what came out of kids was often terrifying, but its coming out, rather than staying inside, was the happy ending.

Daughters go into analysis hating their fathers and come out hating their mothers. They never come out hating themselves.

The human psyche is a self-correcting mechanism.

Clothes are never a frivolity: they always mean something, and that something is to a large extent outside the control of our conscious minds.

Diablos, no era necesario ser Freud para comprender que había desarrollado un complejo de Edipo con esa mujer

War is not pretty from any angle, and the most vulnerable organ in the body is the brain.

Many of the men brought aboard suffered from "shell shock," or "combat fatigue," as it is called in this war. But call it what you like, we did not have to be psychiatrists to realize that the human mind can look at one scene just so long, can absorb meaning and reality to just a certain point. With these men that point had been passed. Their minds had refused to accept the pictures which their senses presented;

Everybody has their field. My field is the muktiple murderer.

Everybody has their field. My field is the multiple murderer.

But everyone dreams anyway. And we-from Joseph to Daniel to Freud-have had dreams, read them, interpreted them, hidden from them, and even, on occasion, faithfully chanted them from a handwritten parchment scroll. They are an intimate part of our