Language, in its origin and essence, is simply a system of signs or symbols that denote real occurrences or their echo in the human soul.

Warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.

Words are animals, alive with a will of their own

It had become clear to me, in a flash of illumination, that for me the only possible goal was psychiatry. Here alone the two currents of my interest could flow together and in a united stream dig their own bed. Here was the empirical field common to biological and spiritual facts, which I had everywhere sought and nowhere found. Here at last was the place where the collision of nature and spirit became a reality.

We do not feel as if we were producing the dreams, it is rather as if the dreams came to us. They are not subject to our control but obey their own laws.

Sometimes you have to do something unforgivable just to be able to go on living.

As one grows older one must try not to work oneself to death unnecessarily. At least that's how it is with me... I can scarcely keep pace and must watch out that the creative forces do not chase me around the universe in a wallop.