Everywhere I go I find that a poet has been there before me.

The poor ego has a still harder time of it; it has to serve three harsh masters, and it has to do its best to reconcile the claims and demands of all three...The three tyrants are the external world, the superego, and the id.

Obviously one must hold oneself responsible for the evil impulses of one's dreams. In what other way can one deal with them? Unless the content of the dream rightly understood is inspired by alien spirits, it is part of my own being.

Words and magic were in the beginning one and the same thing, and even today words retain much of their magical power.

"He sido un hombre afortunado en la vida, nada me ha sido facil." "I've been a fortunate man in life, nothing has come easy"

The primitive stages can always be re-established; the primitive mind is, in the fullest meaning of the word, imperishable.

After all, we did not invent symbolism; it is a universal age-old activity of the human imagination.