Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

Few things help an individual more than to placeresponsibility upon him, and to let him know that you trust him.

Allthings at first appear difficult.

Ifpassion drives you, let reason hold the reins.

Reasonguides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false,and passion, good or bad.

Lookingfor fish? Don't climb a tree.

Goodcommunication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleepafter.

If Ihad six hours to chop down a tree, I'd spend the first hour sharpening the ax.

The difficulty of speeches is what you are perpetually poised between the ciche and the indiscretion

Whenevertwo people meet there are really six people present. There is each man as he seeshimself, each man as the other sees him, and each man as he really is.

Thosewho are at war with others are not at peace with themselves.

Everyone speaks well of his heart, but no one dares to say it of his dead.