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P.57
When
we allow ourselves to be irritated out of our wits by something,
let us
not assume that the cause of our irritation lies simply and solely
outside
us, in the irritating thing or person. In that way we endow them
with the
power to put us into the state of irritation, and possibly even
one of
insomnia or indigestion. We then turn round and unhesitatingly condemn
the
object of offence, while all the time we are raging against an unconscious
part of ourselves which is projected into the exasperating object.
P.58
The
real existence o fan enemy upon whom one and foist off everything
evil is
an enormous relief t one's conscience. You can then at least say,
without
hesitation, who the devil is; you are quite certain the cause of
your
misfortune is outside, and not in your own attitude. Once you have
accepted
the somewhat disagreeable consequences of interpretation on the
subjective
level, however, the misgiving forces itself on you that it is surely
impossible that all the bad qualities which irritate you in others
should
belong to you.
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