Quotes

Dialogue

Constance Petersen: Are you making love to me? Dr. Fleurot: I will in a moment. I'm just clearing the ground first. [tries to kiss her, but she recoils] It's rather like embracing a textbook. Constance Petersen: But why do you do it, then? Dr. Fleurot: Because you're not a textbook. You're a sweet, pulsing, adorable woman underneath. I sense it every time I come near you. Constance Petersen: You sense only your own desires and pulsations. I assure you, mine in no way resemble them.

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Constance Petersen: I think the greatest harm done the human race has been done by the poets Anthony Edwardes: Oh, poets are dull boys, most of them, but not especially fiendish. Constance Petersen: They keep filling people's heads with delusions about love... writing about it as if it were a symphony orchestra or a flight of angels. Anthony Edwardes: Which is isn't, eh? Constance Petersen: Of course not. People fall in love, as they put it, because they respond to a certain hair coloring or vocal tones or mannerisms that remind them of their parents. Anthony Edwardes: Or... or... sometimes for no reason at all. Constance Petersen: That's not the point. The point is that people read about love as one thing and experience it as another. Well, they expect kisses to be like lyrical poems and embraces to be like Shakespearean dramas. Anthony Edwardes: And when they find out differently, then they get sick and have to be analyzed, eh? Constance Petersen: Yes, very often. Anthony Edwardes: P

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John Ballantine: That Freud stuff's a bunch of hooey. Dr. Alex Brulov: Oh, you are a fine one to talk! You have a guilt complex and amnesia and you don't know if you are coming or going from somewhere, but Freud is hooey! This you know! Hmph! Wiseguy.

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Constance Petersen: All analysts have to be psychoanalyzed by other analysts before they start practicing. John Ballantine: Ahhh, that's to make sure that they're not too crazy.