Dreams are the guiding words of the Soul.

Yoga in Mayfair or Fifth Avenue, or in any other place which is on the telephone, is a spiritual fake.

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

Like the sea itself, the unconscious yields an endless and self-replenishing abundance of creatures, a wealth beyond our fathoming.

Individualization does not shut one out from the world, but gathers the world to oneself.

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

Dreams are the facts from which we must proceed.