The flowers of life are but illusions. How many fade away and leave no trace; how few yield any fruit and the fruit itself how rarely does it ripen!

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

He whohurries cannot walk with dignity.

Whenthere is no enemy within, the enemies outside cannot hurt you.

A good listener is not someone with nothing to say. A good listener is a good talkerwith a sore throat.

The good neighbour looks beyond the external accidents and discerns those inner qualities that make all men human, and therefore, brothers.

Youdon't drown by falling in the water. You drown by staying there. Anonymous Agood deal is a state of mind.

A taste for truth at any cost is a passion which spares nothing:

Neverforget the power of silence, that massively disconcerting pause which goes onand on and may at last induce an opponent to babble and backtrack nervously.

Therecan be no doubt that the average man blames much more than he praises. Hisinstinct is to blame. If he is satisfied he says nothing; if he is not, hemost illogically kicks up a row.

One whodoes not look ahead remains behind.

Thetruth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feelingdeeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in suchmoments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of ourruts and start searching for di