Civilization, in a sly way, is a suspicion that the other fellow may be right.

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.

The possession of power over others in inherently destructiveboth to the possessor of the power and to those over whom it is exercised.

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

I hope our wisdom will grow with our power, and teach us,that the less we use our power the greater it will be.

I like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most peoplenever listen.

We owealmost all our knowledge not to those who have agreed but to those who havediffered.

Watching small men at work reconciles to the great.

To know the pains of power, we must go to those who haveit; to know its pleasures, we must go to those who are seeking it.

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

Drowning problems in an ocean of information is not the same as solving them.

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