What happens after death is so glorious that our imagination, our feelings do not suffice to form even an approimate conception of it. Memories and Dreams, Carl Jung

Thinking is difficult, that’s why most people judge.

Life really does begin at forty. Up until then, you are just doing research.

To be normal is the ultimate aim of the unsuccessful.

Do not compare, do not measure. No other way is like yours. All other ways deceive and tempt you. You must fulfill the way that is in you.

The world will ask you who you are, and if you don't know, the world will tell you.

The difference between a good life and a bad life is how well you walk through the fire

If our religion is based on salvation, our chief emotions will be fear and trembling. If our religion is based on wonder, our chief emotion will be gratitude.

We are not what happened to us, we are what we wish to become.

Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.

Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.

He who makes his needs known to God gains for immediate answer "the peace of God which passeth understanding, " and can wait God’s time for the rest.

I think the Shiites want a theocracy.

Thus then a single harmony orders the composition of the whole...by the mingling of the most contrary principles.

There, where I have passed, the grass will never grow gain.

A true test of friendship, to sit or walk with a friend for an hour in perfect silence , without wearying of one another's company.

Sorrows gather around great souls as storms do around mountains; but, like them, they break the storm and purify the air of the plain beneath them.

That which makes the man no worse than he was makes his life no worse: it has no power to harm, without or within.

To waste! You are unknown and unwanted, save by me. This, because you are fairly adept at the various embalming arts and you occasionally compose a clever epitaph.

Life is like walking along a crowded street--there always seem to be fewer obstacles to getting along on the opposite pavement--and yet, if one crosses over, matters are rarely mended.