If You Think Along The Lines Of

In The End, The Only Events Of My Life Worth Telling Are Those When The Imperishable World Erupted Into This Transitory One All Other Memories Of Travels, People And My Surroundings Have Paled Beside These Interior Happenings But My Encounters With The 'other' Reality, My Bouts With The Unconscious, Are Indelibly Engraved On My Memory. In That Realm There Has Always Been Wealth In Abundance, And Everything Else Has Lost Importance By Comparison.

The Dream Arises From A Part Of The Mind Unknown To Us, But None The Less Important, And Is Concerned With The Desires For The Approaching Day.

Man Is The Mirror God Holds Up To Himself, The Sense Organ With Which He Apprehends His Being.

All The Most Powerful Ideas In History Go Back To Archetypes.

Yahweh [god] Must Become Man Precisely Because He Has Done Man A Wrong. He, The Guardian Of Justice, Knows That Every Wrong Must Be Expiated, And Wisdom Knows That Moral Law Is Above Even Him. Because His Creature Has Surpassed Him He Must Regenerate Himself