Whenever We Give Up, Leave Behind, And

As Far As We Can Discern, The Sole Purpose Of Human Existence Is To Kindle A Light In The Darkness Of Mere Being.

It Is My Mind, With Its Store Of Images, That Gives The World Colour And Sound; And That Supremely Real And Rational Certainty Which I Call "experience" Is, In Its Most Simple Form, An Exceedingly Complicated Structure Of Mental Images. Thus There Is, In A Certain Sense, Nothing That Is Directly Experienced Except The Mind Itself. Everything Is Mediated Through The Mind.

The Unconscious Is The Unwritten History Of Mankind From Time Unrecorded.

What Is Not Brought To Consciousness, Comes To Us As Fate.

Man's Unconscious... Contains All The Patterns Of Life And Behaviour Inherited From His Ancestors, So That Every Human Child, Prior To Consciousness, Is Possessed Of A Potential System Of Adapted Psychic Functioning.