A Normal Human Being ... Does Not

There's Still Such Chaos In Me. Still So Little Firmly Outlined. Just Like My Face: A Formless Mass That Only Takes On Shape Through The Expression Of The Moment. The Searching For Our Selves Is The Most Agonizing

Is Not The Tremendous Strength In Men Of The Impulse To Creative Work In Every Field Precisely Due To Their Feeling Of Playing A Relatively Small Part In The Creation Of Living Beings, Which Constantly Impels Them To An Overcompensation In Achievement?

If I Couldn't Be Pretty, I Decided I Would Be Smart.

Life Itself Still Remains A Very Effective Therapist.

There Is No Such Thing As A Normal Psychology That Holds For All People.