There was a scene in my study and Jung is sitting in a chair. I offered him a cigar and he said no, he smoked pipes. He had coffee and cookies, as Jung had an oral fixation. He was always eating. Freud collected phallic art. I was gradually moving these phallic pieces closer to Jung’s coffee cup. It wasn’t until his saucer was completely ringed by these penises, that he realized when he put his cup down — “What is this?” Michael looked around — he thought it was the art department.

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