The older I have become, the less I have understood or had insight into or known about myself. I am astonished, disappointed, pleased with myself. I am distressed, depressed, rapturous. I am all these things at once, and cannot add up the sum. I have no judgement about myself and my life.
There is nothing I am quite sure about. I have no definite convictions - not about anything, really.
I know only that I was born and exist, and it seems to me that I have been carried along. I exist on the foundation of something I do not know. In spite of all uncertainties, I feel a solidity underlying all existence and the continuity in my mode of being.
C.G. Jung
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