How can anyone see straight when he does not see himself and the darkness he unconsciously carries with him into all his dealings?

Archetypes resemble the beds of rivers: dried up because the water has deserted them, though it may return at any time. An archetype is something like an old watercourse along which the water of life flowed for a time, digging a deep channel for itself. The longer it flowed the deeper the channel, and the more likely it is that sooner or later the water will return.

If there is a fear of falling, the only safety consists in deliberately jumping.

To be normal is the ultimate aim of the unsuccessful.

Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, something is out of tune.

A purely psychological explanation is ruled out... the discs show signs of intelligent guidance, by quasi-human pilots.

If our religion is based on salvation, our chief emotions will be fear and trembling. If our religion is based on wonder, our chief emotion will be gratitude.