Wherever an inferiority complex exists, there is a good reason for it.
Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable.
...consciousness can keep only a few images in full clarity at one time, and even this clarity fluctuates.
The right way to wholeness is made up of fateful detours and wrong turnings.
The longing for light is the longing for consciousness.
Perhaps this sounds very simple, but simple things are always the most difficult. In actual life it requires the greatest discipline to be simple, and the acceptance of oneself is the essence of the moral problem and the epitome of a whole outlook upon life.