In history, characters and events occur twice, first as tragedy then as farce.

In art, as in love, instinct is enogh.

Thespirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.

We arejudged by what we finish, not what we start.

A mistake in judgement isn't fatal, but too much anxiety about judgement is.

Teaching may contribute to certain kinds of learning under certain circumstances.

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.

The split in you is clear. There is a part of you that knows what it shoulddo, and a part that does what it feels like doing.

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,

Nobody everforgets where he buried the hatchet.

Enthusiasm is faith set on fire.

No one was ever really taught by another; each of us has to teach himself.