If speakingis silver, then listening is gold.

Habit: the shackles of the free

Do not despair, not even over the fact that you don't despair.

To sit alone in the lamp light with a book spread out before you-such is a pleasure beyond compare.

Girls .. . were allowed to play in the house . . . and boys were sent outdoors. . .Boys ran around in the yard with toy guns going kksshh-kksshh,fighting wars for made-up reasons and arguing about whowas dead, while girls stayed inside and played with dol

Poetry is the impish attempt to paint the colour of the wind.

A man without a smiling face must not open a shop.

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

Don'thate, it's too big a burden to bear.

Diseases are Tax on the pleasure.

Out ofthe fullness of the heart the mouth speaks.

I'm nota combative person. My long experience has taught me to resolve conflict byraising the issues before I or others burn their boats.