[b]C.G. Jung
It all depends on how we look at things, and not how they are in themselves.[/b]
Trust me: Some things more [even considerably more] than others.
It is my mind, with its store of images, that gives the world color and sound; and that supremely real and rational certainty which I can “experience” is, in its most simple form, an exceedingly complicated structure of mental images. Thus there is, in a certain sense, nothing that is directly experienced except the mind itself. Everything is mediated through the mind, translated, filtered, allegorized, twisted, even falsified by it. We are . . . enveloped in a cloud of changing and endlessly shifting images.
Trust me: Some things more [even considerably more] than others.
The majority of my patients consisted not of believers but of those who had lost their faith.
Doesn’t surprise me.
Somewhere, right at the bottom of one’s own being, one generally does know where one should go and what one should do. But there are times when the clown we call “I” behaves in such a distracting fashion that the inner voice cannot make its presence felt.
Though sometimes the clown is the least of it.
The sight of a child…will arouse certain longings in adult, civilized persons — longings which relate to the unfulfilled desires and needs of those parts of the personality which have been blotted out of the total picture in favor of the adapted persona.
Hardly even just a persona at all, is it?
Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you.
He means true loneliness of course.