Who can say more than rich praise, that you alone are you?

Silencemay be golden, but can you think of a better way to entertain someone than tolisten to him?

Theharder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

If absolute power corrupts absolutely, does absolutepowerlessness make you pure?

If Igive you an idea, and you give me an idea, we will each have two ideas.

Sacrificers are not the ones to pity. The ones to pity are those they sacrifice.

Human beings are not perfectible. They are improvable.

Man wonders over the restless Sea........ the flowing waters...... the sight of the sky....... and forgets that as all wonders, man him self is the mast wonderful.

History repeats itself. that's one of the things wrong with history

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.

It is a strange desire, to seek power, and to loseliberty; or to seek power over others, and to lose power over a man's self.

Melancholy is the joy of being said.