The self as the essence of individuality is unitemporal and unique; as an archetypal symbol it is a God-image and therefore universal and eternal.

I am astonished, disappointed, pleased with myself. I am distressed, depressed, rapturous. I am all these things at once, and cannot add up the sum. I am incapable of determining ultimate worth or worthlessness; I have no judgment about myself and my life. There is nothing I am quite sure about. I have no definite convictions - not about anything, really. I know only that I was born and exist, and it seems to me that I have been carried along. I exist on the foundation or something I do not know.

Even if the whole world were to fall to pieces, the unity of the psyche would never be shattered.

When an individual does not become conscious of their inner contradictions, the world acts out the conflict and is torn in opposite halves.

...The unconscious has no time. There is no trouble about time in the unconscious. Part of our psyche is not in time and not in space. They are only an illusion, time and space, and so in a certain part of our psyche time does not exist at all.

Nothing is possible without love.

Sensation tell us a thing is. Thinking tell us what it is this thing is. Feeling tells us what this thing is to us.