When a man meets his mates society begins.

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.

Malice drinketh its own poison.

Do not wrong or hate your neighbor for it is not hethat you wrong but yourself.

Old men are dangerous; it does not matter to them what is going to happen to the world.

Themost dramatic conflicts are perhaps, those that take place not between menbut between a man and himselfwhere the arena of conflict is a solitary mind.

The good rain like a bad preacher, does not know when to leave off.

Whenyou cannot make up your mind which of two evenly balanced courses of actionyou should take choose the bolder.

If Igive you an idea, and you give me an idea, we will each have two ideas.

Who digs a pit for others will fall in themselves.

Poetry is the impish attempt to paint the colour of the wind.

Nogarden is without its weeds.