Show Me A Sane Man And I

I Had To Make A Confession Of Faith In Stone. That Was The Beginning Of The Tower, The House I Built For Myself At Bollingen.

The Collective Unconscious Contains The Whole Spiritual Heritage Of Mankind's Evolution Born Anew In The Brain Structure Of Every Individual.

In All Earnestness I Asked Myself What Kind Of World I Had Stumbled Into.

The Wine Of Youth Does Not Always Clear With Advancing Years; Sometimes It Grows Turbid.

Those Who Look Outside, Dream. Those Who Look Inside, Awaken.