Compromiseis never anything but an ignoble truce between the duty of a man and theterror of a coward.

Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone.

He whocannot agree with his enemies is controlled by them.

Civilization, in a sly way, is a suspicion that the other fellow may be right.

Luck iswhat happens when preparation meets opportunity.

People whoare too concerned with how well they are doing will be less successful andfeel less competent than those who focus on the task itself... Somepsychologists call it a conflict between egoorientation, or between extrinsicand intrinsic motivation...

Men are mortal, but ideas are immortal.

Night is the blotting paper of many sorrows.

Suspicion begets suspicion.

Themost intense conflicts, if overcome, leave behind a sense of security andcalm that is not easily disturbed. It is just these intense conflicts andtheir conflagration which are needed to produce valuable and lasting results.

You made your bed, now lie in it.

Artists can color the sky red because they know its blue.those of us who are not artists must color things the way they really are or people might think we are stupid.