Power will intoxicate the best hearts, as wine thestrongest heads. No man is wise enough, nor good enough to be trusted withunlimited power.

Mostpeople I ask little from. I try to give them much, and expect nothing inreturn and I do very well in the bargain.

Bring ideas in and treat them royally,for one of them may be the king.

Muchtalking is the cause of danger. Silence is the means of avoiding misfortune.The talkative parrot is shut up in a cage. Other birds, without speech, flyfreely about.

Reasonguides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false,and passion, good or bad.

Thereare no secrets. There is no mystery. There is only common sense.

Thepast is malleable and flexible, changing as our recollection interprets andre-explains what has happened.

When indoubt, ask. When not in doubt, ask. If you are not in doubt, you may bekidding yourself.

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

A manneed never revenge himself; the body of his enemy will be brought to his owndoor.

Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did andit never will.

Whenevertwo people meet there are really six people present. There is each man as he seeshimself, each man as the other sees him, and each man as he really is.