The stone has no uncertainties, no urge to communicate, and is eternally the same for thousands of years, while I am onl — C.G. Jung
The stone has no uncertainties, no urge to communicate, and is eternally the same for thousands of years, while I am onl — C.G. Jung
The stone has no uncertainties, no urge to communicate, and is eternally the same for thousands of years, while I am onl — C.G. Jung
The stone has no uncertainties, no urge to communicate, and is eternally the same for thousands of years, while I am onl — C.G. Jung
The stone has no uncertainties, no urge to communicate, and is eternally the same for thousands of years, while I am onl — C.G. Jung
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The stone has no uncertainties, no urge to communicate, and is eternally the same for thousands of years, while I am only a passing phenomenon which bursts into all kinds of emotions, like a flame that flares up quickly and then goes out.

— C.G. Jung
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