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The real character of a man is found out by his amusements.
The real character of a man is found out by his amusements.
The connection between conscious and unconscious poses particular problems in the dancer because the body is the soul of action.
The connection between conscious and unconscious poses particular problems in the dancer because the body is the soul of action.
You can't live on amusement. It is the froth on water -- an inch deep and then the mud.
You can't live on amusement. It is the froth on water -- an inch deep and then the mud.
The intellectual man requires a fine bait; the sots are easily amused. But everybody is drugged with his own frenzy, read more
The intellectual man requires a fine bait; the sots are easily amused. But everybody is drugged with his own frenzy, and the pageant marches at all hours, with music and banner and badge.
If the desire to get somewhere is strong enough in a person, his whole being, conscious and unconscious, is always read more
If the desire to get somewhere is strong enough in a person, his whole being, conscious and unconscious, is always at work, looking for and devising means to get to the goal.
There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate person that humbles and mocks the power of the noblest read more
There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate person that humbles and mocks the power of the noblest expressive genius.
The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of read more
The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories.
The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter -- often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter -- in the eye.
The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter -- often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter -- in the eye.
The unconscious is the ocean of the unsayable, of what has been expelled from the land of language, removed as read more
The unconscious is the ocean of the unsayable, of what has been expelled from the land of language, removed as a result of ancient prohibitions.
