Man Is A Perpetually Wanting Animal.

We Fear Our Highest Possibility. We Are Generally Afraid To Become That Which We Can Glimpse In Our Most Perfect Moments.

A Musician Must Make Music, An Artist Must Paint, A Poet Must Write, If He Is To Be Ultimately At Peace With Himself.

People Are Not Evil; They Are Schlemiels.

Love, Safety, Belongingness And Respect From Other People Are Almost Panaceas For The Situational Disturbances And Even For Some Of The Mild Character Disturbances.

Musicians Must Make Music, Artists Must Paint, Poets Must Write If They Are To Be Ultimately At Peace With Themselves. What Human Beings Can Be, They Must Be. They Must Be True To Their Own Nature. This Need We May Call Self-actualization.