"He sido un hombre afortunado en la vida, nada me ha sido facil." "I've been a fortunate man in life, nothing has come easy"
We believe that civilization has been created under the pressure of the exigencies of life at the cost of satisfaction of the instincts.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Civilization is built on the need to control our basic instincts for the sake of societal order.
In this quote, Freud suggests that the development of civilization required individuals to suppress their natural instincts and desires. He argues that the demands of living in a structured society often force people to sacrifice personal satisfaction to adhere to social norms and responsibilities, emphasizing the tension between instinctual impulses and the order imposed by civilization.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a discussion about the balance between personal desires and societal expectations, one might say, 'As Freud noted, we believe that civilization has been created under the pressure of the exigencies of life.'
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