The afternoon of a human life must have a significance of its own, and cannot be merely a pitiful appendage to life's morning.

No nation keeps its word. A nation is a big, blind worm, following what? Fate perhaps. A nation has no honor, it has no word to keep.

We have forgotten the age-old fact that God speaks chiefly through dreams and visions.

Life calls us forth to independence, and anyone who does not heed this call because of childish laziness or timidity is threatened with neurosis. And once this has broken out, it becomes an increasingly valid reason for running away from life.

We live in a world which in some respects is mysterious; things can be experienced which remain inexplicable; not everything which happens can be anticipated. The unexpected and the incredible belong in this world. Only then is life whole. For me the world has from the beginning been infinite and ungraspable.

Neurosis is always a substitute for legitimate suffering.

The collective unconscious contains the whole spiritual heritage of mankind's evolution born anew in the brain structure of every individual.