A good listener is not only popular everywhere, but after while he gets to know something.

Nothing so wonderfully concentrates the mind as theprospect of a hanging.

The tormentof human frustration, whatever its immediate cause, is the knowledge that theself is in prison, its vital force and ‘mangled mind’ leaking away in lonely,wasteful self-conflict.

The compromisewill always be more expensive than either of the suggestions it iscompromising.

We have, I fear, confused power with greatness.

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.

A good listener is not someone with nothing to say. A good listener is a good talkerwith a sore throat.

Success is often the result of taking a mis-step in the right direction.

If your mouth turns into a knife, it will cut off yourlips.

Allthings are ready, if our minds be so.

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

Nobody everforgets where he buried the hatchet.