The symbol in the dream has more the value of a parable: it does not conceal, it teaches.

I live in my deepest hell and from there I cannot fall any further.

The pendulum of the mind alternates between sense and nonsense, not between right and wrong.

A true symbol appears only when there is a need to express what thought cannot think or what is only divined or felt.

Doesn't the world bring forth thinking in human heads with the same necessity that it brings forth blossoms on the plant?

The true leader is always led.

I have no theory about dreams. I do not know how dreams arise. On the other hand, I know that if we meditate on a dream sufficiently long and thoroughly – if we take the boat with us and turn it over and over – something almost always comes out of it.