The Idea (n.) is capable of existing almost everywhere and at all times and can even spontaneously create itself quite independently of migration and tradition.
An Idea (n.) convinces most when it touches facts least: its force comes not from the meagre evidence but from the archetype behind it.
An Idea (n.) is for the introverted thinker not a child to be nurtured but a parcel dumped in the world — and he is annoyed when it fails to thrive on its own.
An Idea (n.) is abstraction at its limit — so detached from the object that it can no longer be represented at all.
An Idea (n.) is the meaning of a primordial image, abstracted from its pictures — so it looks derived from thought, yet in essence it exists a priori as a possibility for thought.
An Idea (n.) is the prime mover for the introvert; for the extravert, a product.
Idea (n.) traversed in a smaller circle come round quicker and oftener: the endeavour is to make much out of little, creating through form a diversity the content lacks.
An Idea (n.) wants changelessness and eternity, so whoever lives under its rule experiences everything that pushes toward change as an enemy.
Idea (n.) that are a man's best and most profound often most obstinately resist clear formulation, though hinted at everywhere in his work.
Idea (n.) are just as much feelings as thoughts — fatherland, freedom, God, immortality.
An Idea (n.) is always monarchic: even among many ideas one gains the upper hand and arranges the rest in hierarchy — so the idea-man tends to monism, the object-man to pluralism.
An Idea (n.) that is great is not made but grows in its creator like a plant — the conservation of energy was not, strictly speaking, made by Mayer.
Idea (n.) that were most powerful in history — religious, scientific, philosophical, ethical — all go back to archetypes consciously adapted to reality.
An Idea (n.) changes the world not by its reasonableness but by its timing — the only question, answerable only after the fact, is whether the time is ripe.
An Idea (n.) has evaporated into a mere flatus vocis since nominalism won — but nominalism too is only a thesis coloured by temperament that claims universal validity.
Idea (n.) inevitably lag behind the changing situation: only when the rift between the outer world and our antiquated ideas becomes unendurable does the question of a philosophy of life arise.
An Idea (n.) we have of things, not the things themselves, is what directly affects humanity — the imaginary ideas by which we are obsessed.
Idea (n.) are images for something, not its essence — symbols and even symptoms; take them literally and you block the way to them.
An Idea (n.) is psychologically true simply because it exists — like an elephant, it is a phenomenon, not a verdict.
An Idea (n.) that is a psychic fact is stronger than man and his brain: he fancies he makes it, but it makes him — its unwitting mouthpiece.