Transcriber’s Note Italic text displayed as: _italic_ CIVILIZATION AND ITS DISCONTENTS JONATHAN CAPE AND HARRISON SMITH, INCORPORATED, 139 EAST 46TH STREET, NEW YORK, N. Y. AND 77 WELLINGTON STREET, WEST, TORONTO, CANADA; JONATHAN CAPE, LTD., 30 BEDFORD SQUARE, LONDON, W. C. 1, ENGLAND CIVILIZATION AND ITS DISCONTENTS SIGMUND FREUD, M.D., LL.D. AUTHORIZED TRANSLATION BY JOAN RIVIERE [Illustration] NEW YORK JONATHAN CAPE & HARRISON SMITH COPYRIGHT, 1930 BY JONATHAN CAPE AND HARRISON SMITH, INC. FIRST PUBLISHED IN AMERICA. 1930 SECOND PRINTING OCTOBER. 1930 PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES BY THE DE VINNE-HALLENBECK COMPANY AND BOUND BY THE J. F. TAPLEY COMPANY TRANSLATOR’S NOTE My grateful thanks are due to Fräulein Anna Freud, Dr. Ernest Jones and Mr. James Strachey for their careful revision of the MS. of this translation and the many improvements they made in it, and also to Miss Ethel Colburn Mayne for her translations of the verse quoted. J. R. I The impression forces itself upon one that men measure by false standards, that everyone seeks power, success, riches for himself and admires others who attain them, while undervaluing the truly precious things in life. And yet, in making any general judgement of this kind one is in danger of forgetting the manifold variety of humanity and its mental life. There are certain men from whom their contemporaries do not withhold veneration, although their greatness rests on attributes and achievements which are completely foreign to the aims and ideals of the multitude. One might well be inclined to suppose that after all it is only a minority who appreciate these great men, while the majority cares nothing for them. But the discrepancy between men’s opinions and their behaviour is so wide and their desires so many-sided that things are probably not so simple. One of these exceptional men calls himself my friend in his letters to me. I had sent him my little book which treats of religion as an illusion and he answered that he agreed entirely with my views on religion, but that he was sorry I had not properly appreciated the ultimate source of religious sentiments. This consists in a peculiar feeling, which never leaves him personally, which he finds shared by many others, and which he may suppose millions more also experience. It is a feeling which he would like to call a sensation of ‘eternity’, a feeling as of something limitless, unbounded, something ‘oceanic’. It is, he says, a purely subjective experience, not an article of belief; it implies no assurance of personal immortality, but it is the source of the religious spirit and is taken hold of by the various Churches and religious systems, directed by them into definite channels and also, no doubt, used up in them. One may rightly call oneself religious on the ground of this oceanic feeling alone, even though one reject all beliefs and all illusions.