Like all sciences and all valuations, the psychology of women has hitherto been considered only from the point of view of men.
The perfect normal person is rare in our civilization.
Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.
The psychology of women hitherto actually represents a deposit of the desires and disappointments of men.
Thou shalt free thyself from convention, from everyday morality.
Why is it so unutterably beneficial, the thought that someone besides myself knows me?
