Everyone knows nowadays that people 'have complexes'. What is not so well known, though far more important theoretically, is that complexes can have us.

The more uncertain I have felt about myself, the more there has grown up in me a feeling of kinship with all things.

Special knowledge is a terrible disadvantage.

Thinking is difficult, that’s why most people judge.

Every human being is inherently a unique and individual form of life. He or she is made like that. But there is something which a person can do over and above the given material of her nature, and that is she can become conscious of what makes her the person she is, and he can work consciously toward relating what is himself to the world around him.

I could well imagine that I might have lived in former centuries and there encountered questions I was not yet able to answer; that I had been born again because I had not fulfilled the task given to me.

What did you do as a child that made that hours pass like minutes? [Herein lies the key to your earthy pursuits.]