Wecannot always control our thoughts, but we can control our words, andrepetition impresses the subconscious, and we are then master of thesituation.

Anempty sack cannot stand up.

To do what others cannot do is talent. To do what talent cannot do is genius.

The best prophet is common sense, our native wit.

Inspiration is apt to come only while one is working, waited for, it usually keeps waiting.

Renown and repose do not go together.

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

Twoprisoners whose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on thewall. The wall is the thing which separates them but is also their means ofcommunication. It is the same with us and God. Every separation is a link.

Power is not only what you have but what the enemy thinksyou have.

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

Malicedrinketh its own poison.

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.