A large ocean liner was headed across the Atlantic fromPortsmouth to New York. As it neared its destination at night, a lookout onthe wing of the bridge reported, ‘Light, bearing on the starboardbow.’‘Is it steady or moving astern?’ the captain called out

You've gotto know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em know, when to walk away, knowwhen to run.

We willbe known by the tracks we leave behind.

All is riddle, and the key to a riddle is another riddle.

The strongest is never strong enough to be always, the master, unless he transforms strength into right, and obedience into duty.

I think I could sum up my position on this with therecitation of a brief Russian proverb ‘Doveryai no Proveryai.’ Itmeans trust but verify.

The civilisation of one epoch becomes the manure of the next.

A roundegg can be made square according to how you cut it; words would be harshaccording to how you speak them.

Acreaking door hangs long on its hinges.

Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod.

A man without patience is a lamp without oil.

The prevalent fear of poverty among the educated classes is the worst moral disease from which our civilization suffers.