Love is an act of faith and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.

You can't unscramble an egg.

Hear me,my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun nowstands, I will fight no more forever.

Silence, along with modesty, is a great aid to conversation.

The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a school boy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.

The warexisting between the senses and reason.

Do notfind fault, find a remedy.

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that submerged truth sometimes comes to top.

Undernormal conditions, most people tend to see what they want to see, hear what theywant to hear, and do what they want to do; in conflicts, their positionsbecome even more rigid and fixed.

Health and Cheerfulness mutually begets each other.

The exercise of power is determined by thousands ofinteractions between the world of the powerful and that of the powerless, allthe more so because these worlds are never divided by a sharp line: everyonehas a small part of himself in both.

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.