Staying sane and the infinite conversation

He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear. But so long as he uttered it, in some obscure way the continuity was not broken. It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage¬†George Orwell Nineteen Eighty-Four The lonely and arduous duty... Continue Reading →


Some measure of insanity

Let me simply record this statement from Donald Winnicott, which I have taken from the end of Adam Phillips' short book on the enigmatically wise child-doctor and psychoanalyst: If I want to say that Jung was mad, and he recovered, I am doing nothing worse than I would do in saying of myself that I... Continue Reading →

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