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He who cannot mock himself will be mocked by others. - LS, p. 117 #CGJung

In the yes not every no is true, and in the no every yes is a lie. - LS, p. 116 #CGJung

He who wants to accept himself must also really accept his other. - LS, p. 116 #CGJung

Thus speaks my soul. But I toy casually and terribly with myself. Is it day or night? Am I asleep or awake? - LS, p. 114 #CGJung

The door should be lifted off its hinges to provide a free passage between here and there, between yes and no, between above and below, between left and right. Airy passages should be built between all opposed things. - LS, p. 114 #CGJung

No one can say yes to his doubt, unless he endures wide-open chaos. - LS, p. 114 #CGJung

The strong have doubt, but doubt has the weak. - LS, p. 114 #CGJung

He who cannot bear doubt does not bear himself. - LS, p. 114 #CGJung

Your life needs the dark. - LS, p. 114

Because you separated good from evil according to your best appraisal and aspired only to the good and denied the evil that you committed nevertheless and failed to accept, your roots no longer suckled the dark nourishment of the depths and your tree became sick and withered. - LS, p. 114 #CGJung

Craftiness counsels against chaos, and guilelessness veils its terrible aspect. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

He sees the tree of life, whose roots reach into Hell and whose top touches Heaven. - LS, p. 114 #CGJung

He who accepts what approaches him because it is also in him, quarrels and wrangles no more, but looks into himself and keeps silent. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

Insofar as I accept the lowest in me -- precisely that red glowing sun of the depths -- and thus fall victim to the confusion of chaos, the upper shining sun also rises. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

The Above is fiery and the Below is fiery. Between the unbearable fires grows your life. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

If I accept the lowest in me, I lower a seed into the ground of Hell. The seed is invisibly small, but the tree of my life grows from it and conjoins the Below with the Above. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

I have afforded myself a day of vengeance, and the year to redeem myself has come. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

I have trodden myself down in my anger, and trampled upon myself in my fury. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

There are many graves and corpses in us, an evil stench of decomposition. - LS, p. 112 #CGJung

Who should accept the lowest in you, if you do not? - LS, p. 112 #CGJung