Whenyou plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don't blame the lettuce. Youlook for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water,or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. Yet if we have problems with ourfriends or our family,

Peacecan not be kept by force. It can only be won, through understanding. Ourlonging for understandingis Eternal.

Liberation is not deliverance.

Conscience is the frame of character, love is the covering for it.

Conflictis the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. Itinstigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplikepassivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.

He is poor indeed that can promise nothing.

Can we do good to the world? In an absolute sense, no; in a relative sense, yes.

Most people suspended their judgement till somebody else has expressed his own and then they respect it.

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

No one is free who does not Lord over himself.

If youare leaning over to starboard to balance the boat against the other guy'spropensity to lean too far to port, both of you are about to get wet.

If necessityis the mother of invention, conflict is its father.