A large ocean liner was headed across the Atlantic fromPortsmouth to New York. As it neared its destination at night, a lookout onthe wing of the bridge reported, ‘Light, bearing on the starboardbow.’‘Is it steady or moving astern?’ the captain called out

Speechis human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead; therefore we mustlearn both arts.

Arbitrary power is like most other things which are veryhard, very liable to be broken.

Peopleshould talk less and draw more. Personally, I would like to renounce speechaltogether and, like organic nature, communicate everything I have to sayvisually.

There may be said to be two classes of people in the world: those who constantly divide the people of the world into two classes and those who do not.

A man'sconversation is the mirror of his thoughts.

The hearthas arguments with which the logic of mind is not acquainted.

A cup is useful only when it is empty; and a mind that is filled with beliefs, with dogmas, with assertions, with quotations, is really an uncreative mind.

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.

Icannot divine how it happens that the man who knows the least is the mostargumentative.

Reasonand emotion are not antagonists. What seems like a struggle between twoopposing ideas or values, one of which, automatic and unconscious, manifestsitself in the form of a feeling.

Anounce of mediation is worth a pound of arbitration and a ton of litigation!