In all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order... we are caught and entangled in aimless experience... Only when all props and crutches are broken, and no cover from the rear offers even the slightest hope of security, does it become possible for us to experience an archetype that up till then had lain hidden behind the meaningful nonsense played out by the anima. This is the archetype of meaning, just as the anima is the archetype of life itself.

Shame is a soul eating emotion.

The man who speaks with primordial images, speaks with a thousand tongues.

Learn your theories as well as you can, but put them aside when you touch the miracle of the living soul

Our unconscious is the key to our life's pursuits.

I've realized that somebody who's tired and needs a rest, and goes on working all the same is a fool.

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.