To Ask The Right Question Is Already

At Times I Feel As If I Am Spread Out Over The Landscape And Inside Things, And Am Myself Living In Every Tree, In The Plashing Of The Waves, In The Clouds And The Animals That Come And Go, In The Procession Of The Seasons.

The Self As The Essence Of Individuality Is Unitemporal And Unique; As An Archetypal Symbol It Is A God-image And Therefore Universal And Eternal.

The Angel Personifies Something New Arising From The Deep Unconscious.

I Am Astonished, Disappointed, Pleased With Myself. I Am Distressed, Depressed, Rapturous. I Am All These Things At Once, And Cannot Add Up The Sum. I Am Incapable Of Determining Ultimate Worth Or Worthlessness; I Have No Judgment About Myself And My Life. There Is Nothing I Am Quite Sure About. I Have No Definite Convictions - Not About Anything, Really. I Know Only That I Was Born And Exist, And It Seems To Me That I Have Been Carried Along. I Exist On The Foundation Or Something I Do Not Know.

Caution Has Its Place, No Doubt, But We Cannot Refuse Our Support To A Serious Venture Which Challenges The Whole Of The Personality. If We Oppose It, We Are Trying To Suppress What Is Best In Man - His Daring And His Aspirations. And Should We Succeed, We Should Only Have Stood In The Way Of That Invaluable Experience Which Might Have Given A Meaning To Life.