Protection and security are only valuable if they do not cramp life excessively.

In the second half of life the necessity is imposed of recognizing no longer the validity of our former ideals but of their contraries. Of perceiving the error in what was previously our conviction, of sensing the untruth in what was our truth, and of weighing the degree of opposition, and even of hostility, in what we took to be love.

In knowing ourselves to be unique, we possess the capacity for becoming conscious of the infinite. But only then!

Only in our creative acts do we step forth into the light and see ourselves whole and complete.

Most of our difficulties come from losing contact with our instincts, with the age-old forgotten wisdom stored up in us.

A creative person has little power over his own life. He is not free. He is captive and driven by his daimon.

Nature seemed to me full of wonders, and I wanted to steep myself in them. Every stone, every plant, every single thing seemed alive and indescribably marvelous. I immersed myself in nature, crawled, as it were, into the very essence of nature and away from the whole human world.