"Many souls are young; they are promiscuous; . they are prostitutes in the unconscious and sell themselves cheaply. They are like flowers that bloom and die and come again. Other souls are older, like trees or palms. They find, . or must seek, one complete animus, who shall perhaps be many in one. And when they find him it is like the closing of an electric circuit. Then they know the meaning of life."

- ~Carl Jung, The Woman in the Mirror, Page 62-63