“If you understand and appreciate my language, you must understand and appreciate me. My language is me.” This is the story of a schizophrenic adolescent boy whose imagery and symbolism are virtually his sole means of relating; like most schizophrenics he cannot use language for communication, but only for protection.

The chief value of this book is that the reader has the opportunity to examine verbatim reconstructions of over two hundred therapeutic hours. Interspersed with the actual reproductions of the hours are theoretical