I've been reading this book, Carl Rogers' On Becoming A Person from 1961. The cover makes me wonder how people are like plants. Can we grow into ourselves? And what constitutes ourselves anyway? What makes a person ... a person?
Here are some of my underlined passages! I'm not done yet, literally only 1/4 (if that) of the way through.
So I might just continue to update this post with my lines. Enjoy...
Here is what I have experienced in the jungles of modern life, in the largely unmapped territory of personal relationships,
I speak as a person, from a context of personal experience and personal learnings
The facts are friendly. Every bit of evidence one can acquire, in any area, leads one that much closer to what is true
depend greatly upon that which I do not yet know, and upon which I have not yet done
Because understanding is rewarding, I would like to reduce the barriers between others and me, so that they can, if they wish, reveal themselves more fully