Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable.
Author: Carl Jung
Through pride we are ever deceiving ourselves. But deep down below the surface of the average conscience a still, small voice says to us, Something is out of tune.
The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it.
Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.
Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable.