I think I could sum up my position on this with therecitation of a brief Russian proverb ‘Doveryai no Proveryai.’ Itmeans trust but verify.

Hear me,my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun nowstands, I will fight no more forever.

Speech is of time; silence is of eternity.

Zeal is fit only for wise men but is found mostly infools.

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.

Buyingis cheaper than asking.

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.

Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod.

The exercise of power is determined by thousands ofinteractions between the world of the powerful and that of the powerless, allthe more so because these worlds are never divided by a sharp line: everyonehas a small part of himself in both.

Gossip is that which no one claims to like-but everybody enjoys.

Firstkeep the peace within yourself, then you can alsobring peace to others.

Onlywhen you can be extremely pliable and soft can you be extremely hard andstrong.