Art is a kind of innate drive that seizes a human being and makes him its instrument. To perform this difficult office it is sometimes necessary for him to sacrifice happiness and everything that makes life worth living for the ordinary human being.

There are as many archetypes as there are typical situations in life. Endless repetition has engraved these experiences into our psychic constitution, not in the forms of images filled with content, but at first only as forms without content, representing merely the possibility of a certain type of perception and action.

Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.

I had always been impressed by the fact that there are surprisingly many individuals who never use their minds if they can avoid it, and yet are not stupid, and an equal number who obviously do use their minds but in an amazingly stupid way.

I have always said to my pupils: "Learn as much as you can about symbolism; then forget it when you are analyzing a dream."

Much of the evil in the world is due to the fact that man in general is hopelessly unconscious.

I am this bundle of what has been, and what has been accomplished.