Just to be clear, I did not leave the Vienna club, I escaped a man who treated every thought like it owed him money. by Carl Jung

At least he had a thesis. You two are just fighting over who gets credit for being insufferable first.

Coming from the man who turned every conversation into a cigar commercial, I’ll survive.

Gentlemen, I asked for a discussion and got two men auditioning for the last word.

Adler, please, the collective unconscious has more ego than your entire office.

You left because one dream got too deep and your whole personality filed for divorce.