Jung: “I do not know what I really am like”

What we are to our inward vision, and what man appears to be … can only be expressed by way of myth. Myth is more individual and expresses life more precisely than does science. Science works with concepts of averages which are far too general to do justice to the subjective variety of an individual life….

I can only “tell stories”. Whether or not the stories are “true” is not the problem. The only question is whether what I tell is my fable, my truth.

An autobiography is so difficult to write because we possess no standards, no objective foundation from which to judge ourselves. There are really no proper bases for comparison. I know that in many things I am not like others, but I do not know what I really am like…. I am a man. But what is it to be that?

Like every other being I am a splinter of the infinite deity. But I cannot contrast myself to any animal, any plant or any stone. Only a mythical being has greater range than a man’s. How then can a man form any definite opinion about himself?