Often the hands will solve a mystery that the intellect has struggled with in vain. - Carl Jung

One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious.

I thought perhaps she was crazy, but she was only highly intuitive.

I know every numbskull will babble on about "black man," "maneater," "chance," and "retrospective interpretation," in order to banish something terribly inconvenient that might sully the familiar picture of childhood innocence. Ah, these good, efficient, healthy-minded people, they always remind me of those optimistic tadpoles who bask in a puddle in the sun, in the shallowest of waters, crowding together and amiably wriggling their tails, totally unaware that the next morning the puddle will have dried up and left them stranded.