ABSTRACT
I first read Daniel Paul Schreber’s Memoirs of My Nervous Illness more than 20 years ago after reading Freud’s interpretation of the book. I found Schreber’s autobiographical account far more interesting than Freud’s psychoanalytic commentary. In fact, it would be no exaggeration to say that I was utterly fascinated by Schreber’s Memoirs. It immediately became one of my very favorite books – and it continues to be so.
