The study of crippled, stunted, immature, and unhealthy specimens can yield only a cripple psychology and a cripple philosophy

Since my mother is the type that's called schizophrenogenic in the literature-she's the one who makes crazy people, crazy children-I was awfully curious to find out why I didn't go insane.

We may define therapy as a search for value.

I have discovered the missing link between the anthropoid apes and civilized men. It's us!

The key question isn't "What fosters creativity?" But why in God's name isn't everyone creative? Where was the human potential lost? How was it crippled? I think therefore a good question might not be why do people create? But why do people not create or innovate? We have got to abandon that sense of amazement in the face of creativity, as if it were a miracle that anybody created anything.

One can go back toward safety or forward toward growth.

The loss of illusions and the discovery of identity, though painful at first, can be ultimately exhilarating and strengthening.