Whenconflict becomes a win-lose contest in our minds, we immediately try to win.

Without trust, words become the hollow sound of a woodengong. With trust, words become life itself.

Power is no blessing in itself, except when it is used toprotect the innocent.

The last function of reason is to recognize that there is an infinity of things which surpass it.

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.

Bytrying often, the monkey learns to jump from the tree.

Forbidden fruit can get us into a real jam.

A nation reveals itself not only by the men it honours, the men it remembers.

God made time, but man made haste.

Trust exists; only lies are invented.

A merefriend will agree with you, but a real friend will argue.

The mostdramatic conflicts are perhaps, those that take place not between men butbetween a man and himself where the arena of conflict is a solitary mind.