Differentfields, different grasshoppers; different seas, different fish.

Thewise man, even when he holds his tongue, says more than the fool when hespeaks.

Chances happens to all, but to turn chance to reality is the gift of the few.

Consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds.

Unlessa man has trained himself for his chance, the chance will only make him lookridiculous.

No matter how much cats fight, there always seem to be plenty of kittens.

He whois unable to dance says the yard is stony.

Watching small men at work reconciles to the great.

Conscience is the frame of character, love is the covering for it.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

The sole advantage of power is that you can do more good.

Thisduality has been reflected in classical as well as modern literature asreason versus passion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’mind and the ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of ourlives when our verbal-intellect sugges