Sacrificers are not the ones to pity. The ones to pity are those they sacrifice.

Reason is my philosophy, is only a harmony among irrational impulses.

Men are cruel, but man is kind.

Where love rules, there is no will to power; and wherepower predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of theother.

Speechis human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead; therefore we mustlearn both arts.

Talkingjaw-jaw is always better than war-war.

Democracy is the art of disciplining onself, so that one need not be disciplined by others.

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

It is a strange desire to seek power and to lose liberty,or to seek power over others and to lose power over a man's self.

To do what others cannot do is talent. To do what talent cannot do is genius.

It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that submerged truth sometimes comes to top.

You cannot truly listen to anyone and do anything else at the same time.