Life has become a struggle between keeping your weight down and you spirits up.

To beprepared is half the victory.

Onemust talk little and listen much.

Neverforget the power of silence, that massively disconcerting pause which goes onand on and may at last induce an opponent to babble and backtrack nervously.

We arethe prisoners of ideas.

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.

No strength within, no respect without.

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

Words are like spears: Once they leave your lips they can never come back.

Astupid act entails doing the work twice over.

The soul would have no rainbow, if the eyes had no tears.

Whilewe consider when to begin, it becomes too late.