The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mould of the body and mind entire.

If youare leaning over to starboard to balance the boat against the other guy'spropensity to lean too far to port, both of you are about to get wet.

Whenyou plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don't blame the lettuce. Youlook for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water,or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. Yet if we have problems with ourfriends or our family,

We have, I fear, confused power with greatness.

In anyfree society, the conflict between social conformity and individual libertyis permanent, unresolvable, and necessary.

War does not determine who is right - only who is left

Thisduality has been reflected in classical as well as modern literature asreason versus passion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’mind and the ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of ourlives when our verbal-intellect sugges

The more we see, the more we shall be able to imagine, and the more we imagine, the more we must think we see.

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

I said to the almond tree, ‘'Friend, speak to me of God,’' and the almond treeblossomed.

In art, as in love, instinct is enogh.

Aquarrel is like buttermilk: once it's out of the churn, the more you shakeit, the more sour it grows.