He whocannot cut the bread evenly cannot get on well with people.

Silence, along with modesty, is a great aid to conversation.

To know the pains of power, we must go to those who haveit; to know its pleasures, we must go to those who are seeking it.

Everyoneis kneaded out of the same dough but not baked in the same oven.

Given afair wind, we will negotiate our way into the Common Market, head held high,not crawling in. Negotiations? Yes. Unconditional acceptance of whateverterms are offered us? No.

Letevery eye negotiate for itself, and trust no agent.

The power to do good is also the power to do harm.

The fibers of all things have their tension and are strainedlike the strings of an instrument.

Imagination grows by excercise and in more powerful in the mature rather than in the young.

A status symbol is an instrument you clash when you want someone to know you are there.

Silenceis argument carried out by other means.

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.