...it seemed to me I was living in an insane asylum of my own making. I wnt about with all these fantastic figures: centaurs, nymphs, satyrs, gods and goddesses, as though they were patients and I was analyzing them. I read a Greek or Negro myth as if a lunatic were telling me his anamnesis.

Someone who is brave enough to withdraw all his projections, [is] an individual who is conscious of a pretty thick shadow.

That which compels us to create a substitute for ourselves is not the external lack of objects, but our incapacity to lovingly include a thing outside of ourselves

The great problems of life — sexuality, of course, among others — are always related to the primordial images of the collective unconscious. These images are really balancing or compensating factors which correspond with the problems life presents in actuality. This is not to be marveled at, since these images are deposits representing the accumulated experience of thousands of years of struggle for adaptation and existence.

The divine process of change manifests itself to our human understanding . . . as punishment, torment, death, and transfiguration.

In fact, the whole of mythology could be taken as a sort of projection of the collective unconscious

What did you do as a child that made that hours pass like minutes? [Herein lies the key to your earthy pursuits.]