"Death is psychologically just as important as birth," wrote Carl Gustav Jung. "As the arrow flies to the target, so life ends in death . . . Shrinking away from it is something unhealthy and abnormal which robs the second half of life of its purpose."
Dr. Jung never shrank from death, but with his powerful constitution and ever-young, inquiring mind, he held it long at bay. Last week, in the willow-shaded seclusion of his home at Küsnacht, on Lake Zurich, the long-poised arrow flew to its target. Death came peacefully, just short of his 86th birthday, to Carl Gustav Jung the...
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