When it gets too much for me, my therapist Carl told me to do this thing where I’m supposed to look over my shoulder and say, “Hello, death, nice to see you again!” My therapist Carl says that a man who’s not afraid to die is a dangerous man, and a dangerous man is a sexy man, and that’s why I went to therapist Carl in the first place.
The ferocity of the superego … depends not on the harshness of its prohibitions (in the sense that the superego might be positively imagined as a kind of strict father).
The ferocity of the superego … depends … on the conversion of the father into an impossible real.
The prohibition proper to the superego renders something unsayable and undoable, to be sure, but it does not say what we should not say or do
The prohibition of the superego … imposes a limit that makes everything we do and say seem as nought compared to what we cannot.
Once we establish that this … defines the dynamical antinomies, the male subject, and the superego, we … lend support to the notorious argument that presents woman as … indisposed to developing a superego and thus susceptible to an ethical laxity.
Copjec (Supposing the Subject)