It felt strange walking into Freud’s home in Vienna, seeing his chair, all his honorary degrees, his famous iron coach which of course used to be covered with Persian rugs to make it soft and pleasant for the patients. He lived most of his professional life there before seeking exile in Britain in March 1938 [...]

We all know each other, just at different levels.

Children are fearless and free because they don’t know the consequences. I wonder how definite those consequences are, and if we could expect something different if we let go of our adult inhibitions and act freely.

You are not always responsible to spread the news. People can tell each other if they want to.