The art of love ... is largely the art of persistence.
Acceptance is not love. You love a person because he or she has lovable traits, but you accept everybody just because they're alive and human.
In the old days we used to get more referrals, because people had insurance that paid for therapy. Now they belong to HMOs, and we can only be affiliated with a few HMOs.
I'm very happy. I like my work and the various aspects of it - going around the world, teaching the gospel according to St. Albert.
I wrote several articles criticizing psychoanalysis, but the analysts weren't listening to my objections. So I finally quit after practicing it for six years.
Many psychoanalysts refused to let me speak at their meetings. They were exceptionally vigorous because I had previously been an analyst and they were very angry at my flying the coop.
I had used eclectic therapy and behavior therapy on myself at the age of 19 to get over my fear of public speaking and of approaching young women in public.
We teach people that they upset themselves. We can't change the past, so we change how people are thinking, feeling and behaving today.
People got insights into what was bothering them, but they hardly did a damn thing to change.
For that again, is what all manner of religion essentially is: childish dependency.
Self-esteem is the greatest sickness known to man or woman because it's conditional.
You largely constructed your depression. It wasn't given to you. Therefore, you can deconstruct it.
I had a great many sex and love cases where people were absolutely devastated when somebody with whom they were compulsively in love didn't love them back. They were killing themselves with anxiety and depression.
I thought foolishly that Freudian psychoanalysis was deeper and more intensive than other, more directive forms of therapy, so I was trained in it and practiced it.
I think the future of psychotherapy and psychology is in the school system. We need to teach every child how to rarely seriously disturb himself or herself and how to overcome disturbance when it occurs.
The best years of your life are the ones in which you decide your problems are your own. You do not blame them on your mother, the ecology, or the president. You realize that you control your own destiny.
Freud had a gene for inefficiency, and I think I have a gene for efficiency.
I started to call myself a rational therapist in 1955; later I used the term rational emotive. Now I call myself a rational emotive behavior therapist.
If I had been a member of the academic establishment, I could have done other experiments.
I think it's unfair, but they have the right as fallible, screwed-up humans to be unfair; that's the human condition.