Self-reflection, or - what comes to the same thing - the urge to individuation, gathers together what is scattered and multifarious and exalts it to the original of the One, the Primordial Man. In this way our existence as separate beings, our former ego nature, is abolished, the circle of consciousness is widened, and because the paradoxes have been made conscious, the sources of conflict are dried up.

The creative person is overpowered, captive of and driven by a demon... They become our legendary heroes.

A residual sea of symbols which is shared by all mankind, usually accessed through dreams or altered states, and from which cultures draw images on which to found their religions.

A 'scream' is always just that - a noise and not music.

Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.

How difficult it is to reach anything approaching a moderate and relatively calm point of view in the midst of one's emotions.

There can be no transforming of darkness into light and of apathy into movement without emotion.