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But What If I Should Discover That The Least Amongst Them All, The Poorest Of All Beggars, The Most Impudent Of All Offenders, Yea The Very Fiend Himself— That These Are Within Me, And That I Myself Stand In Need Of The Alms Of My Own Kindness, That I Myself Am The Enemy Who Must Be Loved— What Then?

-Carl Jung

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But What If I

Carl Jung

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But What If I Should Discover That The Least Amongst Them All, The Poorest Of All Beggars, The Most Impudent Of All Offenders, Yea The Very Fiend Himself— That These Are Within Me, And That I Myself Stand In Need Of The Alms Of My Own Kindness, That I Myself Am The Enemy Who Must Be Loved— What Then?

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Colors Express The Main Psychic Functions Of Man.

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Nobody, As Long As He Moves About Among The Chaotic Currents Of Life, Is Without Trouble.

A Criminal Becomes A Popular Figure Because He Unburdens In No Small Degree The Consciences Of His Fellow Man, For Now They Know Once More Where Evil Is To Be Found.

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A Collection Of A Hundred Great Brains Makes One Big Fathead.

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One Could Say, With A Little Exaggeration, That The Persona Is That Which In Reality One Is Not, But Which Oneself As Well As Others Think One Is.

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Memories Dreams Reflections

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Ultimate Truth, If There Be Such A Thing, Demands The Concert Of Many Voices.

Neurosis Is An Inner Cleavage-the State Of Being At War With Oneself.

Hitler's Movement Is Near To Mohammedanism.

It Is Sad But Unfortunately True That Man Learns Nothing From History.

Anyone Who Wants To Know The Human Psyche Will Learn Next To Nothing From Experimental Psychology. He Would Be Better Advised To Abandon Exact Science, Put Away His Scholar's Gown, Bid Farewell To His Study, And Wander With Human Heart Through The World.

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Just As Man As A Social Being, Cannot In The Long Run Exist Without A Tie To The Community, So The Individual Will Never Find The Real Justification For His Existence, And His Own Spiritual And Moral Autonomy, Anywhere Except In An Extramundane Principle Capable Of Relativizing The Overpowering Influence Of External Factors.

The Whole Nature Of Man Presupposes Woman, Both Physically And Spiritually. His System Is Tuned Into Woman From The Start, Just As It Is Prepared For A Quite Definite World Where There Is Water, Light, Air, Salt, Carbohydrates Etc.

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I Cannot Love Anyone If I Hate Myself. That Is The Reason Why We Feel So Extremely Uncomfortable In The Presence Of People Who Are Noted For Their Special Virtuousness, For They Radiate An Atmosphere Of The Torture They Inflict On Themselves. That Is Not A Virtue But A Vice.

The Totality Of The Psyche Can Never Be Grasped By The Intellect Alone.

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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

I Have Gradually Learned To Be Cautious Even In Disbelief

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I Have Always Tried To Make Room For Anything That Wanted To Come To Me From Within.

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Sometimes, Indeed, There Is Such A Discrepancy Between The Genius And His Human Qualities That One Has To Ask Oneself Whether A Little Less Talent Might Not Have Been Better.

Discrepancies Between

A Man Who Has Not Passed Through The Inferno Of His Passions Has Never Overcome Them.

The Meaning And Design Of A Problem Seem Not To Lie In Its Solution, But In Our Working At It Incessantly.

Perhaps, I Myself Am The Enemy Who Needs To Be Loved.

For, In Order To Turn The Individual Into A Function Of The State, His Dependence On Anything Beside The State Must Be Taken From Him.

Archetypes Resemble The Beds Of Rivers: Dried Up Because The Water Has Deserted Them, Though It May Return At Any Time. An Archetype Is Something Like An Old Watercourse Along Which The Water Of Life Flowed For A Time, Digging A Deep Channel For Itself. The Longer It Flowed The Deeper The Channel, And The More Likely It Is That Sooner Or Later The Water Will Return.

Dreaming Is A Philogenetically Older Mode Of Thought.

There Can Be No Transforming Of Darkness Into Light And Of Apathy Into Movement Without Emotion.

The Self Is Not Only The Centre But Also The Whole Circumference Which Embraces Both Conscious And Unconscious; It Is The Centre Of This Totality, Just As The Ego Is The Centre Of Consciousness.

The Doctor Is Effective Only When He Himself Is Affected. Only The Wounded Physician Heals.

I Know That Previously I Would Not Have Dared To Express Myself So Explicitly About So Uncertain A Matter. I Can Take This Risk Because I Am Now In My Eighth Decade, And The Changing Opinions Of Men Scarcely Impress Me Any More; The Thoughts Of The Old Masters Are Of Greater Value To Me Than The Philosophical Prejudices Of The Western Mind.

Find Out What A Person Fears Most And That Is Where He Will Develop Next.

A Man's Hatred Is Always Concentrated Upon That Which Makes Him Conscious Of His Bad Qualities.

Hitler Is A Medicine Man Type Of Leader.

Everyone Is In Love With His Own Ideas

The World Hangs On A Thin Thread, And That Is The Psyche Of Man.

Mind And Matter Are Two Different Aspects Of One And The Same Thing.

If God Wishes To Be Born As Man And To Unite Mankind In The Fellowship Of The Holy Ghost, He Suffers The Terrible Torment Of Having To Bear The World In Its Reality. It Is A Crux; Indeed, He Himself Is His Own Cross. The World Is God's Suffering, And Every Individual Human Being Who Wishes Even To Approach His Own Wholeness Knows Very Well That This Means Bearing His Own Cross. But The Eternal Promise For Him Who Bears His Own Cross Is The Paraclete.

Only By Discovering Alchemy Have I Clearly Understood That The Unconscious Is A Process And That Ego's Rapport With The Unconscious And Its Contents Initiate An Evolution, More Precisely, A Real Metamorphosis Of The Psyche.

I Shall Not Commit The Fashionable Stupidity Of Regarding Everything I Cannot Explain As A Fraud.

I Use [heraclitus' Discovery Of] Enantiodromia For The Emergence Of The Unconscious Opposite In The Course Of Time. This Characteristic Phenomenon Practically Always Occurs When An Extreme, Onesided Tendency Dominates Conscious Life; In Time An Equally Powerful Counterposition Is Built Up, Which First Inhibits The Conscious Performance And Subsequently Breaks Through The Conscious Control.

Even If The Whole World Were To Fall To Pieces, The Unity Of The Psyche Would Never Be Shattered.

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