Hrodnand

“We are a blinded race. We live only on the surface, only in the present, and think only of tomorrow. We deal roughly with the past in that we do not accept the dead. We want to work only with visible success. Above all we want to be paid. We would consider it insane to do hidden work that does not visibly serve men. There is no doubt that the necessity of life forced us to prefer only those fruits one can taste. But who suffers more from the tempting and misleading influence of the dead than those who have gone wholly missing on the surface of the world?”
― C.G. Jung, The Red Book: A Reader's Edition

“191My soul spoke to me in a whisper, urgently and alarmingly: “Words, words, do not make too many words. Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it? Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness? Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner? You wanted to accept everything. So accept madness too. Let the light of your madness shine, and it will suddenly dawn on you. Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared, but instead you should give it life.” I: “Your words sound hard and the task you set me is difficult.” S: “If you want to find paths, you should also not spurn madness, since it makes up such a great part of your nature.” I: “I didn’t know that this is so.” S: “Be glad that you can recognize it, for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical. Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. Life itself has no rules. That is its mystery and its unknown law. What you call knowledge is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life.” I: “That all sounds very desolate, but nevertheless it prompts me to disagree.” S: “You have nothing to disagree with—you are in the madhouse.”
― C.G. Jung, The Red Book: A Reader's Edition

“The ancients lived their symbols, since the world had not yet become real for them. Thus they went into the solitude of the desert to teach us that the place of the soul is a lonely desert. There they found the abundance of visions, the fruits of the desert, the wondrous flowers of the soul. Think diligently about the images that the ancients have left behind. They show the way of what is to come. Look back at the collapse of empires, of growth and death, of the desert and monasteries, they are the images of what is to come. Everything has been foretold. But who knows how to interpret it?”
― C.G. Jung, The Red Book: A Reader's Edition

“A párt nem tévedhet - mondta. - Te meg én, mi tévedhetünk, de a párt nem. A párt, elvtárs, több mint te meg én, és még ezer másik olyan, mint te meg én. A párt a forradalmi eszme megtestesülése a történelemben. A történelem pedig nem ismer ingadozást vagy fenntartásokat. Folyamként hömpölyög lassan és tévedhetetlenül a célja felé. Minden kanyarulatban lerakja a törmelékét, az iszapot, és a vízbe fúltak tetemeit. De ismeri útját. A történelem nem téved. Aki nem hisz feltétlenül a pártban, annak nincs helye a soraiban.”
― Arthur Koestler