It is often tragic to see how blatantly a man bungles his own life and the lives of others yet remains totally incapable of seeing how much the whole tragedy originates in himself, and how he continually feeds it and keeps it going.

The world will ask you who you are, and if you don't know, the world will tell you.

I have never since entirely freed myself of the impression that this life is a segment of existence which is enacted in a three-dimensional boxlike universe especially set up for it.

All fanaticism is repressed doubt.

Perhaps, I myself am the enemy who needs to be loved.

The unconscious mind of man sees correctly even when conscious reason is blind and impotent.

Intuition is perception via the unconscious that brings forth ideas, images, new possibilities and ways out of blocked situations.