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“This lowly activity is also a kind of compensation to persuade the woman to become feminine again. The effect of animus pressure can lead a woman to deeper femininity, providing she accepts the fact that she is animus-possessed and does something to bring her animus into reality. If she gives him a field of action- that is, if she takes up some special study or does some masculine work- this can occupy the animus, and at the same time her feeling will be vivified and she will come back to feminine activities. The worst condition comes about when a woman has a powerful animus, and does not even live it; then she is straightjacketed by animus opinions, and while she may avoid any sort of work that seems in the least masculine, she is much less feminine.”

Quote by Marie-Louise von Franz

Book:The Interpretation of Fairy Tales: Revised Edition
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The Interpretation of Fairy Tales: Revised Edition

This book is a revised edition of a classic study that delves into the origins, themes, and meanings of fairy tales, offering insights into their impact on culture and individual psychology. more

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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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