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Individuation in Fairy Tales

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Marie-Louise von Franz
Marie-Louise von Franz

Marie-Louise von Franz was a Swiss psychologist born on January 4, 1915, and died on February 17, 1998. She was a colleague and close friend of the famous psychologist Carl Jung, known for her contributions to Jungian psychology. more

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