Reductionism (n.) speaks in two words, “nothing but” — Mephistopheles' trick of tracing every object back to some banality until it means nothing on its own.
Reductionism (n.) explains man by what all men share — and when it tries to rebuild him, out comes an ape, or a welter of meaningless elementary processes.
Reductionism (n.) owes much of its appeal to the unmistakable relief the ordinary mortal feels in dragging down something great.
The Reductionism (n.) traces everything back to instinct and so leads to an overvaluation of reality and the necessity of sacrifice; the synthetic method then develops the fantasies born of that sacrifice into a new attitude.
Reductionism (n.) explains the higher by the lower and then files it forever under "nothing but."
Reductionism (n.) as theory is a caustic: like all criticism it does good when something must be destroyed, and only harm when something must be built.
Reductionism (n.) fits neurosis so beautifully because it is of such great service to the doctor — letting him pull his own head elegantly out of the noose.
Reductionism (n.) is, for the psyche, the reverse of growth: it pins the libido to elementary facts — everything rationalism wants, and lifeless, comfortless boredom.
Reductionism (n.) that traces Goethe's poem to his mother-complex, Napoleon to masculine protest and St Francis to sexual repression leaves us profoundly dissatisfied: what becomes of beauty, greatness and holiness, without which life would be superlatively stupid?
Reductionism (n.) explains everything backwards and downwards — and since anything can be made into an obscene caricature, it proves only the adolescent smutty-mindedness of the explainer.
Reductionism (n.) is the psychoanalyst's “nothing but,” every other word — what a dealer says of goods he wants cheap; here the goods are man's soul.
Reductionism (n.) brings enormous relief to the herd-minded by reducing the puzzling to sex or power — 'Thinking is difficult, therefore let the herd pronounce judgment!' — and lets the reducer pose as a benefactor of mankind.
Reductionism (n.) shrinks the psyche to one principle — power for Nietzsche, pleasure for Freud, prestige for Adler; the extravert blames environment, the introvert heredity, and both make the psyche a machine.
Reductionism (n.) reads a cosmic vision as repressed megalomania and turns the tragedy of the world into the comedy of a little cock on the dung-hill — so facile a descent from the sublime to the ridiculous is not plausible.
Reductionism (n.) has never yielded knowledge: no research that declared its subject unreal or “nothing but” ever added anything to what we know.
Reductionism (n.) that turns God into a glorified Papa, or money-grubbing into pleasure in excrement, is a sure sign that a collective overvaluation is under attack.
The Reductionism (n.) strips the work of art of its shimmering robes and exposes the drab nakedness of Homo sapiens — like an autopsy on Nietzsche's brain that tells us nothing of Zarathustra.
Reductionism (n.) explains a house from the basement up — genetically more correct, since houses are built bottom-first and the beginning of all things is simple and crude.
Reductionism (n.) yields from “inter faeces et urinam nascimur” an eternal truth — but a sterile, monotonous, unsavoury one; there is no point in everlastingly reducing the finest strivings of the soul to the womb.
Reductionism (n.) seizes the most obvious feature of the transference, usually the erotic, and cries “of course, it's nothing but…!” — true, but not always the only or essential thing.