Dear Mrs. N., 4 January 1929
There is some likeness in the upper storey but the ensemble is not satisfactory.
Have you got some of the many snapshots Mrs. X. got of me through her niece?
They might be helpful.
My exterior is in strange contrast to my spirit.
When I am dead, nobody will think that this is the corpse of one with spiritual aspirations.
I am the clash of opposites.
That makes it so frightfully difficult to get me right.
Should my portrait be the reconciling symbol of your own contradictions?
The very best wishes for a happy New Year,
C.G. ~Carl Jung, Letters Vol. I, Page 59