My book was declared to be rubbish; I was a mystic.
My book was declared to be rubbish; I was a mystic. Memories, Dreams, Reflections Publisher: Vintage; Revised Edition edition After the break with Freud, all my friends and acquaintances dropped away. My book was declared to be rubbish; I was a mystic, and that settled the matter. Riklin and Maeder alone stuck by me. But…




