"Man wishes2fly like a bird,sing like cuckoo,dance like a peacock,swim like a fish,But Man dosnt wish2live like a man"

A lost battle is a battle one thinks one has lost.

Few men of action have been able to make a graceful exit at the appropriate time.

The thoughts that come often unsought, and as it were, drop into the mind, are commonly the most valuable of any we have.

Nomatter how thin you make a pancake, it always has two sides.

Insteadof suppressing conflicts, specific channels could be created to make thisconflict explicit, and specific methods could be set up by which the conflictis resolved.

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

Gossip is that which no one claims to like-but everybody enjoys.

Malice drinketh its own poison.

Between grief and nothing I will take Grief.

The work of an unknown good man is like a vein of water flow hidden underground, secretly making the ground greener.

Remembernot only to say the right thing in the right place, but far more difficultstill, to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.