Whohath not known ill fortune, never knew himself, or his own virtue.

I love power. But it is as an artist that I love it. Ilove it as a musician loves his violin, to draw out its sounds and chords andharmonies.

Concentration of wealth will never be a problem as long as we have those three great institutions for redistributing it: Taxes, wives, offspring.

Kind wordscan be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.

If you are patient in a moment of anger, you will escape a hundred days of sorrow.

Happiness is the wondrous commodity, the more your give; the more you have.

Beware,as long as you live, of judging people of appearances.

Trust no one unless you have eaten much salt with him.

If power is for sale, sell your mother to buy it. You canalways buy her back again.

The warexisting between the senses and reason.

To be preparedis half the victory.

This dualityhas been reflected in classical as well as modern literature as reason versuspassion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’ mind andthe ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of our lives when ourverbal-intellect sugges