Edward AbbeyAh yes, the head is full of books. The hard part is to force them down through the bloodstream and out through the fingers.
About This Quote
This quote is attributed to Sigmund Freud. He was one of the most important pioneers in the field of psychology, and his observations of human behavior are still used today. He believed that human beings are driven by instincts and feelings. Therefore, our actions are determined by our subconscious rather than rational thought processes. This quote is an example of how Freud’s theory played a significant role in shaping our culture.
Source: Postcards From Ed: Dispatches And Salvos From An American Iconoclast
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