I stumbled upon an earlier print of this book(circa 1958) at a decommissioned library- so to speak. The front cover fell off on its own a few years ago, simply due to its archaic creation date. Upon reading this book cover to cover, in its self-contained 'old library' scent, and cracking noise upon the turning of each page, I was able to sink into a different era of social normalities- quite fluidly. I imagine a new copy of this book is just as fulfilling; however, grasping my artifact-version and gingerly turning the near solidified pages, just allowed the imbibing of Freud's era, to be a bit more realistic. Call me weird if you must, but it adds a lot of effect, to this already insightful publication. :)