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Creativity arises out of the tension between spontaneity and limitations, the latter (like the river banks) forcing the spontaneity into the various forms which are essential to the work of art or poem.
Rollo MayRollo May Religion is whatever the individual takes to be his ultimate concern. One’s religious attitude is to be found at that point where he has a conviction that there are values in human existence worth living and dying for.
Rollo MayRollo May Forge in the smithy of your soul.
Rollo MayRollo May Ecstasy is the accurate term for the intensity of consciousness that occurs in the creative act.
Rollo MayRollo May It is dangerous to know, but it is more dangerous not to know.
Rollo MayRollo May The purpose of psychotherapy is to set people free.
Rollo MayRollo May Apathy adds up, in the long run, to cowardice.
Rollo MayRollo May Joy, rather than happiness, is the goal of life, for joy is the emotion which accompanies our fulfilling our natures as human beings. It is based on the experience of one’s identity as a being of worth and dignity.
Rollo MayRollo May A myth is a way of making sense in a senseless world. Myths are narrative patterns that give significance to our existence.
Rollo MayRollo May Memory is not just the imprint of the past time upon us; it is the keeper of what is meaningful for our deepest hopes and fears.
Rollo MayRollo May We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.
Brad NeatonBrad Neaton Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.
Emma SchippersEmma Schippers If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney I am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
Juana GarciaJuana Garcia Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
Shreya JoshiShreya Joshi