Our unconscious is the key to our life's pursuits.
The inner man has access to the sense organs of god.
Just imagine what would happen if practicing physicians, the ones who have come into contact directly with suffering humanity, had some acquaintance with Eastern systems of healing. The Spirit of the East surges through every pore as a balm for all afflictions.
Fortunately, in her kindness and patience, Nature has never put the fatal question as to the meaning of their lives into the mouths of most people. And where no one asks, no one needs to answer.
One is forced to speak not of what is held in common between the cultures, but what is held in common between the myths, and that in its simplest archetypal forms
I can still recall vividly how Freud said to me, "My dear Jung, promise me never to abandon the sexual theory. That is the most essential thing of all. You see, we must make a dogma of it, an unshakable bulwark" ... In some astonishment I asked him, "A bulwark-against what?" To which he replied, "Against the black tide of mud"-and here he hesitated for a moment, then added of occultism.
Much of the evil in the world is due to the fact that man in general is hopelessly unconscious.
If there is a fear of falling, the only safety consists in deliberately jumping.
You must live life in such a spirit that you make in every moment the best of possibilities.
So often among so-called "primitives" one comes across spiritual personalities who immediately inspire respect, as though they were the fully matured products of an undisturbed fate.
For better to come, good must stand aside.
The pendulum of the mind alternates between sense and nonsense, not between right and wrong.
The doctor is effective only when he himself is affected. Only the wounded physician heals.
Whoever is afraid must needs be dependent; a weak thing needs support. That is why the primitive mind, from deep psychological necessity, begot religious instruction and embodied it in a magician or a priest.
As one grows older one must try not to work oneself to death unnecessarily. At least that's how it is with me... I can scarcely keep pace and must watch out that the creative forces do not chase me around the universe in a wallop.
For, in order to turn the individual into a function of the State, his dependence on anything beside the State must be taken from him
One is always in the dark about one's own personality. One needs others to get to know oneself.
It is just man's turning away from instinct--his opposing himself to instinct--that creates consciousness. Instinct is nature and seeks to perpetuate nature; while consciousness can only seek culture or its denial.
But, if you have nothing at all to create, then perhaps you create yourself.
The angel personifies something new arising from the deep unconscious.
Mistakes are, after all, the foundations of truth, and if a man does not know what a thing is, it is at least an increase in knowledge if he knows what it is not
The heaping together of paintings by Old Masters in museums is a catastrophe; likewise, a collection of a hundred Great Brains makes one big fathead
Everyone carries a shadow, and the less it is embodied in the individual's conscious life, the blacker and denser it is. At all counts, it forms an unconscious snag, thwarting our most well-meant intentions.