Twoprisoners whose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on thewall. The wall is the thing which separates them but is also their means ofcommunication. It is the same with us and God. Every separation is a link.

The civilisation of one epoch becomes the manure of the next.

If wecannot end our differences at least we can make the world safe for diversity.

The fire you kindle for your enemy often burns yourself more than him.

Treat peopleas if they were what they ought to be and you help them to become what theyare capable of being.

Experience keeps a dear school, but tools will learn in no other.

Quite often good things have hurtful consequnces. There are instances of men who have been ruined by their money or killed by their courage.

Now-a-days women don't hire domestic help-they marry it.

Power tires only those who do not have it.

I hold it to be a proof of great prudence for men toabstain from threats and insulting words toward an enemy, for neither ...diminishes the strength of the enemy; but the one makes him more cautious,and the other increases his hatred of you and makes him

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

Let no one, then think lightly of the world, lest he be despising himself unawares