The Very Essence Of The Creative Is

When A Person Realizes He Has Been Deeply Heard, His Eyes Moisten. I Think In Some Real Sense He Is Weeping For Joy. It Is As Though He Were Saying, "thank God, Somebody Heard Me. Someone Knows What It's Like To Be Me".

Growth Occurs When Individuals Confront Problems, Struggle To Master Them, And Through That Struggle Develop New Aspects Of Their Skills, Capacities, Views About Life.

There Is Direction But There Is No Destination

If The Time Comes When Our Culture Tires Of The Endless Homicidal Feuds, Despairs Of The Use Of Force And War As A Means Of Bringing Peace, Becomes Discontent With The Half-lives That Its Members Are Living - Only Then Will Our Culture Seriously Look For Alternatives.

There Is In Every Organism, At Whatever Level, An Underlying Flow Of Movement Toward Constructive Fulfillment Of Its Inherent Possibilities.