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

Pleasure is the sincerest compliment.

Every village has to become a self-sufficient republic.

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.

Slander cannot destroy an honest man: when the flood recedes the rock is there.

Thedays are too short even for love; how can there be enough time for quarreling?

Have adialogue between the two opposing parts and you will find that they alwaysstart out fighting each other until we come to an appreciation of difference... a oneness and integration of the two opposingforces. Then the civil war is finished, and your e

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.

Don'thate, it's too big a burden to bear.

An individual without information can't takeresponsibility. An individual with information can't help but takeresponsibility.

We have, I fear, confused power with greatness.

Ho puri dil ki har khwaish teri, Ho khushiyon bhara jahaan tera, Agar tu maange aasmaan ka ek taara, To khuda de-de tumko aasmaan saara.