Summoned or not, the god will come.

Thank God I'm not a Jungian.

I must also have a dark side if I am to be whole.

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

Moreover, my ancestors' souls are sustained by the atmosphere of the house, since I answer for them the questions that their lives once left behind. I carve out rough answers as best I can. I have even drawn them on the walls. It is as if a silent, greater family, stretching down the centuries, were peopling the house.

To me dreams are part of nature, which harbors no intention to deceive but expresses something as best it can.

That which we do not confront in ourselves we will meet as fate.