An autobiography is the one thing I’m not going to write.
C.G. Jung Letters, Vol. 1: 1906-1950
To Antonios P. Savides
Dear Professor Savides, 13 January 1948
Thank you for your kind wishes for the New Year.
I must say I have some dark recollection of you, but it’s rather blurred.
An autobiography is the one thing I’m not going to write.
Such things are never quite true and they cannot be made true.
I’ve seen enough autobiographies in my lifetime and the essential things were lacking in every one of them.
The true things can be guessed from my scientific work, provided that the reader is bright enough to draw intelligent conclusions.
My best wishes!
Yours sincerely,
C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. 1, Page 489.
Memories Dreams Reflections is not an Autobiography
Letters of C. G. Jung: Volume 2, 1951-1961
The book [Memories Dreams and Reflections] should appear under her [Jaffe’s] name and not under mine, since it does not represent an autobiography that I myself have composed. ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, Page 550.
His “autobiography” he came to reluctantly; it was “the one thing I am not going to write” he had said in 1948.
Strictly speaking, it is not an autobiography.
He always spoke and wrote of it as “Aniela Jaffe’s project,” with contributions made by him in the form of childhood, travel, and closing chapters. ~Claire Dunne, Wounded Healer of the Soul, Page 194.
I want to thank you for your efforts on behalf of my so-called “Autobiography” and to reaffirm that I do not regard this book as my undertaking but expressly as a book which Frau A. Jaffe has written. ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, Page 550.
I have always vowed I would never write an autobiography and in this case have only wetted my feet a little; it is rather Frau Jaffe who is writing a biography to which I have made a few contributions. ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, Page 531
Walther Niehus-Jung
Dear Walther, 5 April 1960
I want to thank you for your efforts on behalf of my so-called “Autobiography” and to reaffirm that I do not regard this book as my undertaking but expressly as a book which Frau A. Jaffe has written.
The chapters in it that are written by me I regard as a contribution to Frau Jaffe’s work.
The book should appear under her name and not under mine, since it does not represent an autobiography that I myself have composed.
With cordial regards,
Your father-in-law,
C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, Page 550.
Carl Jung: I know too many autobiographies, with their self-deceptions
To Gustav Steiner
Dear friend, 30 December 1957
Your assumption that I already have more than enough to occupy me is only too true.
I drown in floods of paper.
You are quite right.
When we are old, we are drawn back, both from within and from without, to memories of youth.
Once before, some thirty years ago, my pupils asked me for an account of how I arrived at my conception of the unconscious.
I fulfilled this request by giving a seminar.
During the last years the suggestion has come to me from various quarters that I should do something akin to an autobiography.
I have been unable to conceive of my doing anything of the sort.
I know too many autobiographies, with their self-deceptions and downright lies, and I know too much about the impossibility of self-portrayal, to want to venture on any such attempt.
Recently I was asked for autobiographical information, and in the course of answering some questions I discovered hidden in my memories certain objective problems which seem to call for closer examination.
I have therefore weighed the matter and come to the conclusion that I shall fend off my other obligations long enough to take up at least the very first beginnings of my life and consider them in an objective fashion.
This task has proved so difficult and singular that in order to go ahead with it, I have had to promise myself that the results would not be published in my lifetime.
Such a promise seemed to me essential in order to assure for myself the necessary detachment and calm.
It became dear that all the memories which have remained vivid to me had to do with emotional experiences that stir up turmoil and passion in the mind-scarcely the best condition for an objective account!
Your letter “naturally” came at the very moment when I had virtually resolved to take the plunge.
Fate will have it-and this has always been the case with me-that all the “outer” aspects of my life should be accidental.
Only what is interior has proved to have substance and determining value.
As a result, all memory of outer events has faded, and perhaps these “outer” experiences were never so very essential anyhow, or were so only in that they coincided with phases of my inner development.
An enormous part of these “outer” manifestations of my life has vanished from my memory-for the very reason, I now realize, that I was never really “in” them, although it seemed to me then that I was participating with all my powers.
Yet these are the very things that make up a sensible biography: persons one has met, travels, adventures, entanglements, blows of destiny, and so on.
But with few exceptions they have become phantasms which I barely recollect, for they no longer lend wings to my imagination.
On the other hand, my memories of the “inner” experiences have grown all the more vivid and colourful.
This poses a problem of description which I scarcely feel able to cope with, at least for the present.
Unfortunately I cannot, for these reasons, fulfil your request, very much to my regret.
With best wishes for the New Year,
Your old fellow Zofinger,
Carl ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, Pages 406-407
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I have always vowed never to write an autobiography
To Emma von Pelet
Dear Frau von Pelet, 6 January 1960
Many thanks for your kind letter, which reminds me of how long
it is since I have heard from you.
My congratulations on the success you have had with your Interesting tasks!
As for myself, I am not planning any further publications and have nothing of the sort in hand.
It seems rumours have reached you that I am writing my biography.
I have always vowed I would never write an autobiography and in this case have only wetted my feet a little; it is rather Frau Jaffe who is writing a biography to which I have made a few contributions.
So I have nothing more to do with it and am in the fortunate position of leaving the headaches to others and indulging in otium cum dignitate, as befits my old age.
If my luck holds, I won’t be plagued by any new ideas either, but can withdraw with untroubled heart into the lands behung with dream-clouds.
Best wishes for the New Year, also to Frau von Keller,
Yours sincerely,
C.G. Jung ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. II, Page 531
