This whole creation is essentially subjective, and the dream is the theater where the dreamer is at once: scene, actor, prompter, stage manager, author, audience, and critic.

No one can flatter himself that he is immune to the spirit of his own epoch, or even that he possesses a full understanding of it. Irrespective of our conscious convictions, each one of us, without exception, being a particle of the general mass, is somewhere attached to, colored by, or even undermined by the spirit which goes through the mass. Freedom stretches only as far as the limits of our consciousness.

Deeply listening to music opens up new avenues of research I'd never even dreamed of. I feel from now on music should be an essential part of every analysis.

Where wisdom reigns, there is no conflict between thinking and feeling.

Whereas I formerly believed it to be my bounden duty to call other persons to order, I now admit that I need calling to order myself.

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

Had I left those images hidden in the emotions, I might have been torn to pieces by them.