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Many Who Know Something But Not Enough About Dreams And Their Meaning...are Liable To Succumb To The Prejudice That The Dream Actually Has A Moral Purpose, That It Warns, Rebukes, Comforts, Foretells The Future, Etc. If One Believes That The Unconscious Always Knows Best, One Can Easily Be Betrayed Into Leaving The Dreams To Take The Necessary Decisions, And Is Then Disappointed When The Dreams Become More And More Trivial And Meaningless...the Unconscious Functions Satisfactorily Only When The Conscious Mind Fufills Its Task To The Very Limit.

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Many Who Know Something

Carl Jung

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Many Who Know Something But Not Enough About Dreams And Their Meaning...are Liable To Succumb To The Prejudice That The Dream Actually Has A Moral Purpose, That It Warns, Rebukes, Comforts, Foretells The Future, Etc. If One Believes That The Unconscious Always Knows Best, One Can Easily Be Betrayed Into Leaving The Dreams To Take The Necessary Decisions, And Is Then Disappointed When The Dreams Become More And More Trivial And Meaningless...the Unconscious Functions Satisfactorily Only When The Conscious Mind Fufills Its Task To The Very Limit.

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A 'scream' Is Always Just That - A Noise And Not Music.

And What Shall We Know Of This Life On Earth After Death? The Dissolution Of Our Timebound Form In Eternity Brings No Loss Of Meaning. Rather, Does The Little Finger Know Itself A Member Of The Hand.

Thinking Is Difficult, That’s Why Most People Judge.

In Studying The History Of The Human Mind One Is Impressed Again And Again By The Fact That Its Growth Keeps Pace With A Widening Range Of Consciousness, And That Each Step Forward Is An Extremely Painful And Laborious Achievement. One Could Almost Say That Nothing Is More Hateful To Man Than To Give Up The Smallest Particle Of Unconsciousness. He Has A Profound Fear Of The Unknown. Ask Anybody Who Has Ever Tried To Introduce New Ideas!

The Less We Understand Of What Our Fathers And Forefathers Sought, The Less We Understand Ourselves, And Thus We Help With All Our Might To Rob The Individual Of His Roots And His Guiding Instincts, So That He Becomes A Particle In The Mass, Ruled Only By What Nietzsche Called The Spirit Of Gravity.

The Shoe That Fits One Person Pinches Another; There Is No Recipe For Living That Suits All Cases.

Your Vision Will Be Clearer Only When You Manage To See Within Your Heart.

My Whole Being Was Seeking For Something Still Unknown Which Might Confer Meaning Upon The Banality Of Life.

Art Is A Kind Of Innate Drive That Seizes A Human Being And Makes Him Its Instrument. The Artist Is Not A Person Endowed With Free Will Who Seeks His Own Ends, But One Who Allows Art To Realize Its Purpose Through Him. As A Human Being He May Have Moods And A Will And Personal Aims, But As An Artist He Is "man" In A Higher Sense— He Is "collective Man"— One Who Carries And Shapes The Unconscious, Psychic Forms Of Mankind.

Collective Unconscious

What You Call Knowledge Is An Attempt To Impose Something Comprehensible On Life.

Words Are Animals, Alive With A Will Of Their Own

Often The Hands Will Solve A Mystery That The Intellect Has Struggled With In Vain.

As Far As We Can Discern, The Sole Purpose Of Human Existence Is To Kindle A Light Of Meaning In The Darkness Of Mere Being. Your Vision Will Become Clear Only When You Look Into Your Heart ... Who Looks Outside, Dreams. Who Looks Inside, Awakens. The Dream Is The Small Hidden Door In The Deepest And Most Intimate Sanctum Of The Soul, Which Opens To That Primeval Cosmic Night That Was Soul Long Before There Was Conscious Ego And Will Be Soul Far Beyond What A Conscious Ego Could Ever Reach.

There Are Two Reasons Why Man Loses Contact With The Regulating Center Of His Soul. One Of Them Is That Some Single Instinctive Drive Or Emotional Image Can Carry Him Into A One-sidedness That Makes Him Lose His Balance...his One-sidedness And Consequent Loss Of Balance Are Much Dreaded By Primitives, Who Call It 'loss Of Soul.' Another Threat...circles Around Particular Complexes

To Me Dreams Are Part Of Nature, Which Harbors No Intention To Deceive But Expresses Something As Best It Can.

Freedom Stretches Only As Far As The Limits Of Our Consciousness.

Memories Dreams Reflections

How Difficult It Is To Reach Anything Approaching A Moderate And Relatively Calm Point Of View In The Midst Of One's Emotions.

No Nation Keeps Its Word. A Nation Is A Big, Blind Worm, Following What? Fate Perhaps. A Nation Has No Honor, It Has No Word To Keep.

Nothing Is More Repulsive Than A Furtively Prurient Spirituality; It Is Just As Unsavoury As Gross Sensuality.

Life Calls Not For Perfection, But For Completeness.

...anyone Who Attempts To Do Both, To Adjust To His Group And At The Same Time Pursue His Individual Goal, Becomes Neurotic.

That Which We Do Not Bring To Consciousness Appears In Our Lives As Fate.

The Word 'belief' Is A Difficult Thing For Me. I Don't Believe. I Must Have A Reason For A Certain Hypothesis. Either I Know A Thing, And Then I Know It - I Don't Need To Believe It.

The Woman Who Fights Against Her Father Still Has The Possibility Of Leading An Instinctive, Feminine Existence, Because She Rejects Only What Is Alien To Her. But When She Fights Against The Mother She May, At The Risk Of Injury To Her Instincts, Attain To Greater Consciousness, Because In Repudiating The Mother She Repudiates All That Is Obscure, Instinctive, Ambiguous, And Unconscious In Her Own Nature.

The Unconscious Is The Only Available Source Of Religious Experience. This In Certainly Not To Say That What We Call The Unconscious Is Identical With God Or Is Set Up In His Place. It Is Simply The Medium From Which Religious Experience Seems To Flow. As To What The Further Cause Of Such Experience Might Be, The Answer To This Lies Beyond The Range Of Human Knowledge.

If One Does Not Understand A Person, One Tends To Regard Him As A Fool.

I Would Rather Be Whole Than Good.

Midlife Is The Time To Let Go Of An Overdominant Ego And To Contemplate The Deeper Significance Of Human Existence.

If You Want To Understand The Jungle, You Can't Be Content Just To Sail Back And Forth Near The Shore. You've Got To Get Into It, No Matter How Strange And Frightening It Might Seem.

The Man Who Speaks With Primordial Images, Speaks With A Thousand Tongues.

Thunder Is No Longer The Voice Of An Angry God... No River Contains A Spirit... No Snake The Embodiment Of Wisdom, No Mountain Cave The Home Of A Great Demon. No Voices Now Speak To Man From Stones, Plants And Animals, Nor Does He Speak To Them Thinking They Can Hear. His Contact With Nature Has Gone, And With It Has Gone The Profound Emotional Energy That This Symbolic Connection Supplied.

It Is A Fact That Cannot Be Denied: The Wickedness Of Others Becomes Our Own Wickedness Because It Kindles Something Evil In Our Own Hearts.

The Healthy Man Does Not Torture Others.

Nothing Has A Stronger Influence Psychologically On Their Environment And Especially On Their Children Than The Unlived Life Of The Parent.

Only One Who Has Risked The Fight With The Dragon And Is Not Overcome By It Wins The "treasure Hard To Attain." He Alone Has A Genuine Claim To Self-confidence, For He Has Faced The Dark Ground Of His Self And Thereby Has Gained Himself. This Experience Gives Him Faith And Trust.

Self Confidence

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