It is indeed time for the clergyman and the psychotherapist to join forces.

What was given to us by the past is adapted to the possibilities of the future.

Solitude is for me a fount of healing which makes my life worth living. Talking is often a torment for me, and I need many days of silence to recover from the futility of words.

The word 'belief' is a difficult thing for me. I don't believe. I must have a reason for a certain hypothesis. Either I know a thing, and then I know it - I don't need to believe it.

...consciousness can keep only a few images in full clarity at one time, and even this clarity fluctuates.

Those who look outside, dream. Those who look inside, awaken.

It was most essential for me to have a normal life in the real world as a counterpoise to that strange inner world. My family and my profession remained the base to which I could return.