Life is like a mirror. smile at it, and it is charming; frown at it, and it becomes sinister.

We often pardon those who bore us, we cannot pardon those whom we bore.

We arethe prisoners of ideas.

Aclosed mind is like a closed book; just a block of wood.

Better ask ten times than go astray once.

Silenceis the mother of truth.

This dualityhas been reflected in classical as well as modern literature as reason versuspassion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’ mind andthe ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of our lives when ourverbal-intellect sugges

Every new adjustment is a crisis in self-esteem.

Power is no blessing in itself, except when it is used toprotect the innocent.

Everybody is ignorant, only on different subjects.

We donot have to agree; we do need to understand.

Becausewe focused on the snake, we missed the scorpion.