Where love reigns, there is no will to power; and where the will to power is paramount, love is lacking. The one is but the shadow of the other.
There was need of a phantastic, indestructible optimism, and one far removed from all sense of reality, in order, for example, to discover In the shameful death of Christ really the highest salvation and the redemption of the world.
From the viewpoint of analytic psychology, the theatre, aside from any aesthetic value, may be considered as an institution for the treatment of the mass complex.
The dream is a series of images, which are apparently contradictory and nonsensical, but arise in reality from psychologic material which yields a clear meaning.
The dream arises from a part of the mind unknown to us, hut none the less important, and is concerned with the desires for the approaching day.
The Christian religion seems to have fulfilled its great biological purpose, in so far as we are able to judge. It has led human thought to independence, and has lost its significance, therefore, to a yet undetermined extent; in any case its dogmatic contents have become related to Mithracism. In consideration of the fact that this religion has rendered, nevertheless, inconceivable service to education, one cannot reject it “eo ipso” today. It seems to me that we might still make use in some way of its form of thought, and especially of its great wisdom of life, which for two thousand years has been proven to be particularly efficacious.
That which compels us to create a substitute for ourselves is not the external lack of objects, but our incapacity to lovingly include a thing outside of ourselves.
Only a few individuals succeed in throwing off mythology in a time of a certain intellectual supremacy—the mass never frees itself.
One might expect, perhaps, that a man full of genius could pasture in the greatness of his own thoughts, and renounce the cheap approbation of the crowd which he despises; yet he succumbs to the more powerful impulse of the herd instinct. His searching and his finding, his call, belong to the herd.
Language is originally and essentially nothing but a system of signs or symbols, which denote real occurrences, or their echo In the human soul.
I think that one should view with philosophic admiration the strange paths of the libido and should investigate the purposes of its circuitous ways.