Power gravitates to the man who knows how.

WheneverI hear anyone arguing for slavery, I feel a strong impulse to see it tried onhim personally.

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.

A man'sconversation is the mirror of his thoughts.

A slyrabbit will have three openings to its den.

I think we may safely trust a good deal more than we do.

This dualityhas been reflected in classical as well as modern literature as reason versuspassion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’ mind andthe ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of our lives when ourverbal-intellect sugges

To believe in something, and not to live it, is dishonest.

Happiness is a choice that requires affort at times.

Power corrupts the few, while weakness corrputs the many.

If Ishould ever be captured, I want no negotiation—and if I should request anegotiation from captivity they should consider that a sign of duress.

The average man’s life consists of: Twenty years of having his mother ask him where he is going, Forty years of having his wife ask the same question; and at the end, the mourners wondering too.