自己
The last of human freedoms is the ability to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances.
The human being is essentially self-determining; he becomes what he wills himself to be.
To love means to open ourselves to the negative as well as the positive - to grief, sorrow, and disappointment as well as to joy, fulfillment, and an intensity of consciousness we did not know was possible before.
A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself.
The story of the human race is the story of men and women selling themselves short.
What is necessary to change a person is to change his awareness of himself.
People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don't find myself saying, "Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner." I don't try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.
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."
The curious paradox is that when I accept myself just as I am, then I can change.
The rule, or measuring rod, which the behaviorist puts in front of him always is: Can I describe this bit of behavior I see in terms of "stimulus and response"?
