All my writings may be considered tasks imposed from within, their source was a fateful compulsion. What I wrote were things that assailed me from within myself. I permitted the spirit that moved me to speak out.

Knowledge does not enrich us; it removes us more and more from the mythic world in which we were once at home by right of birth.

To confront a person with their own shadow is to show them their own light.

New ideas are not only the enemies of old ones; they also appear often in an extremely unacceptable form.

Consciousness succumbs all too easily to unconscious influences, and these are often truer and wiser than our conscious thinking.

The artist is not a person endowed with free will who seeks his own ends, but one who allows it to realize its supreme purpose through him.

It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.