From the moment of birth, when the Stone-Age baby confronts the twentieth-century mother, the baby is subjected to these forces of violence called love, as its father and mother and their parents and their parents before them, have been. These… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
To live in the past or in the future may be less satisfying than to live in the present, but it can never be… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
We must remember that we are living in an age in which the ground is shifting and the foundations are shaking. I cannot answer… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
We live in a moment of history where change is so speeded up that we begin to see the present only when it is… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
Our behavior is a function of our experience. We act according to the way we see things. If our experience is destroyed, our behavior… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
How do we define, how do we describe, how do we explain and/or understand ourselves? What sort of creatures do we take ourselves to… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
There is a great deal of pain in life and perhaps the only pain that can be avoided is the pain that comes from… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. And because we fail to notice that we… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice. — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
In the society of men the truth resides now less in what things are than in what they are not. Our social realities are… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
The schizophrenic may indeed be mad. He is mad. He is not ill. I have been told by people who have been through the… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
What is to be done? We who are still half alive, living in the often fibrillating heartland of a senescent capitalism -- can we… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
From the alienated starting point of our pseudo-sanity, everything is equivocal. Our sanity is not "true" sanity. Their madness is not "true" madness. The… — R. D. Laing Copy Share Image
