Carl Jung
Carl Jung
Carl Gustav Jungwas a Swiss psychiatrist and psychotherapist who founded analytical psychology. His work has been influential not only in psychiatry but also in philosophy, anthropology, archaeology, literature, and religious studies. He was a prolific writer, though many of his works were not published until after his death...
NationalitySwiss
ProfessionScientist
Date of Birth26 July 1875
CityKesswil, Switzerland
CountrySwitzerland
Trust me, you can't play the game if you don't know the rules. And if you don't know the rules, someone's bound to get hurt.
No: What the heck happened? Or: Why did you go from nearly kissing me to tossing me across your yard and into the patio furniture?
Explaining that I'm faced with a choice between being with the love of my life, or saving four lives that were never meant to end.
...in the end, all I want is to be with him. It's the only way my life feels complete.
Maybe." I shrug. "But what I meant was, can't you use the makeup to cover it?" Miles rolls his eyes and scowls. "Oh, so I can sport a huge flesh-colored beacon instead? Would you look at this thing? There's no disguising it. It's got it's own DNA! It's casting shadows!
What is going on with you?" she says, shaking her head and pushing me away. "What's up with all the love and affection? I mean, you of all people, you of the eternal iPod-hoodie combo.
Now, now." He smiles, "Don't you worry 'bout a thing. Damen's right where you left him. Though I must say I can't believe that you left him. I underestimated you. I had no idea. Though I can't help but wonder how Damen would feel if he knew. I bet he underestimated you too.
You can't go back, Ever. You can't change the past. It just is." I squint, having no idea what she's talking about. But just as I start to ask,she shakes her head and says, "This is our destiny. Not yours.
You can’t go back, Ever. You can’t change the past. It just is. . . . This is our destiny. Not yours.
He looks at me, the light in his eyes fractures into millions of bits—a kaleidoscope of darkness that may never be fixed.
But while everything around us seems to be in a constant state of flux- people at their very core remained exactly the same. All of us still seeking the things we've sought all along—shelter, food, love, greater meaning—" He shakes his head. "A quest that's immune to evolution.
I'm after something far more esoteric than a virginal shag. Though, if you'd like, darlin', I'm certainly up for the task.
Sometimes destiny lies just outside of our reach.
I love you," I whisper. "And I love you." He smiles, his lips seeking mine. "Always have. Always will.