Fourthings come not back: the spoken word, the spent arrow, the past life, and theneglected opportunity.

Remember when feminisit movements were something men gathered on street corners to admire as the girls strolled by

Aquarrel is like buttermilk: once it's out of the churn, the more you shakeit, the more sour it grows.

Our fear of disasters that may never happen robs us of the courage to meet the ills that do occur

Thedifficult part in an argument is not to defend one's opinion, but rather toknow it.

A miserand a liar bargain quickly.

There'sno point in arguing with partisan supporters. Their views are their identity.Nothing you can tell the most phlegmatic follower.

Themost important of life's battles is the one we fight daily in the silentchambers of the soul.

Optimists and pessimists have one fault in common: they are afraid of the truth.

An artist is a cut above the critic, for the artist is writing something which will move the critic. The critic is writing something which will move everybody but the artist

When people prophesy, they generally makes the mistake of transforming the past to future.

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.