I feel very strongly that I am under the influence of things or questions which were left incomplete and unanswered by my parents and grandparents and more distant ancestors. It often seems as if there were an impersonal karma within a family which is passed on from parents to children. It has always seemed to me that I had to answer questions which fate had posed to my forefathers, and which had not yet been answered, or as if I had to complete, or perhaps continue, things which previous ages had left unfinished.

Nothing has a stronger influence psychologically on their environment and especially on their children than the unlived life of the parent.

In all earnestness I asked myself what kind of world I had stumbled into.

The first half of life is devoted to forming a healthy ego, the second half is going inward and letting go of it.

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.

What you resist persist.

All art intuitively apprehends coming changes in the collective unconsciousness.