| ...The small boy is still around, and possesses a creative
life which I lack. For as a grown man it seemed impossible to me that I
should be able to bridge the distance from the present back to my eleventh
year. Yet if I wanted to re-establish contact with that period, I had no
choice but to return to it and take up once more that child's life with
his childish games.... I gave in only after endless resistances... it was
a painfully humiliating experience to realize that there was nothing to
be done except play childish games.
C.G. Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections
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