Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

WheneverI hear anyone arguing for slavery, I feel a strong impulse to see it tried onhim personally.

The hardeststep is over the threshold.

Alwaysforgive your enemies. Nothing annoys them so much.

There is no comparison between that which is last by not succeding and that what is last by not trying.

You only have power over people so long as you don't takeeverything away from them. But when you've robbed a man of everything he's nolonger in your power he's free again.

Nevermiss a good chance to shut up.

The good rain like a bad preacher, does not know when to leave off.

Concentrated power is not rendered harmless by the goodintentions of those who create it.

Ialways cheer up immensely if an attack is particularly wounding because I think,well, if they attack one personally, it means they have not a singlepolitical argument left.

Somepeople reach the top of the ladder only to find it is leaning against thewrong wall.

You can't unscramble an egg.