We should not pretend to understand the world only by the intellect. The judgement of the intellect is only part of the truth.

Life calls us forth to independence, and anyone who does not heed this call because of childish laziness or timidity is threatened with neurosis. And once this has broken out, it becomes an increasingly valid reason for running away from life.

Art is a kind of innate drive that seizes a human being and makes him its instrument.

Nothing worse could happen to one than to be completely understood.

Archetypes, in spite of their conservative nature, are not static but in a continuous dramatic flux. Thus the self as a monad or continuous unit would be dead. But it lives inasmuch as it splits and unites again. There is no energy without opposites!

We cannot change anything until we accept it. Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses.

Every human being is inherently a unique and individual form of life. He or she is made like that. But there is something which a person can do over and above the given material of her nature, and that is she can become conscious of what makes her the person she is, and he can work consciously toward relating what is himself to the world around him.