My dear Konrad,’ your master has been devoured by melancholy.
His soul is seated in Heaven and there is no coming down any more.
You should not tug on me too much, or I cannot keep my link with the soul.
Your deadweight of the dead is dreadful. But my soul agrees with you.
So I can’t be human, but must support your peculiar torment, so unique to you.
We belong to those spoiled by fate. Our torment is of a noble kind- others don’t see it. ~Carl Jung, The Black Books, Vol. V, Page 233
In Carl Spitteler’s Imago, a novel, the protagonist calls his body “Konrad.”
Freud and Jung adopted this usage. Cf. Freud to Jung, October 4 , 1909, Freud/Jung Letters, p. 249. ~Carl Jung, The Black Books, Vol. V, Page 233, fn 171