Fantasy (n.) , in sleep, takes the form of dreams, but in waking life, too, we continue to dream beneath the threshold of consciousness.
Fantasy (n.) runs in typical cycles of compensation: the stammerer fancies himself an orator, the poor man a millionaire, the oppressed wage victorious war on the oppressor.
Fantasy (n.) is what was once open daylight: what crops up with us only in dreams was once a conscious custom or a general belief.
Fantasy (n.) secures permission in advance: the Abbé Oegger who prayed for proof that Judas was saved was preparing to become Judas himself — he soon left the Church.
Fantasy (n.) that is conscious uses mythological material to stage tendencies in us that are not yet recognized — mostly things we think immoral or impossible.
Fantasy (n.) acts out what the subject ought to, could, or would like to do but doesn't — every unlived possibility of conscious life turns up in projection.
Fantasy (n.) can be a euphemism for an invasion from the unconscious — dangerous when the mind cannot understand and integrate what has burst in.
Fantasy (n.) when passive needs criticism; active fantasy needs understanding.
Fantasy (n.) read backwards is a symptom; read forwards it is a symbol, tracing the line of a future development.
Fantasy (n.) is a definite sum of libido that can appear in consciousness only as an image — an idée-force.
Fantasy (n.) is how the psyche creates reality every day — the mother of all possibilities, the one bridge between the irreconcilable claims of subject and object.
Fantasy (n.) is as taboo in science as feeling — and the difficulty is that it comes mostly from the unconscious, involuntary and strange.
Fantasy (n.) is born neither of thinking nor of feeling — it is the mother of both, and already pregnant with the child that unites them.
Fantasy (n.) sit between ego and instinct, so the Freudian finds wish-fulfilment in them and the Adlerian finds power — each discovers his own principle, and each is partly right.
Fantasy (n.) is the repressed other attitude speaking — archaic and embryonic — which is why it feels unacceptable and useless to whoever lives by adaptation.
Fantasy (n.) revelled in too much lets real life slip by — and any more mythology is dangerous for someone with a great chunk of external life still unlived.
Fantasy (n.) must be experienced before it is understood; the doctor should guard against clever feats of interpretation.
Fantasy (n.) cannot be taken literally enough while you are in its grip — and must on no account be taken literally when you try to understand it; the semblance is not the thing.
Fantasy (n.) no more exists in and for itself than the colour green; it is an appearance standing for something unknown but real.
Fantasy (n.) is no substitute for living: it is a fruit of the spirit that falls only to those who pay their dues to life, while the shirker experiences nothing but his own morbid fear.