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

It isimpossible to defeat an ignorant man in argument.

Knowingthat everything's futile but still fighting, still raging against the dying ofthe light that's what motivates me all the time ... If you hold that sense offutility in your head for too long, it can begin to eat into you. You canstill be aware of it

Theharder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

Stoppingat third base adds no more to the score than striking out.

This creative man, who in his own selfish affairs is a coward to the backbone, will fight for an idea like a hero.

Lower your voice and strengthen your argument.

Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.

A man who doesn't trust himself can never really trust anyoneelse.

Thetruth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feelingdeeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in suchmoments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of ourruts and start searching for di

It wasimpossible to get a conversation going, everybody was talking too much.

A man is but a product of his thoughts; what he thinks, that he becomes