Whenanger comes, wisdom goes.

The measure of a man is what he does with power.

Conflictis the gadfly of thought. It stirs us to observation and memory. Itinstigates to invention. It shocks us out of sheeplikepassivity, and sets us at noting and contriving.

All bravery stands upon comparisons.

Win/winis an attitude, not an outcome.

Two prisonerswhose cells adjoin communicate with each other by knocking on the wall. Thewall 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.

Watching small men at work reconciles to the great.

Pessimism, when you get used to it, is just as agreeable as optimism.

Far better to think historically, to remember the lessonsof the past. Thus, far better to conceive of power as consisting in part ofthe knowledge of when not to use all the power you have. Far better to be onewho knows that if you reserve the power not to

Change meansmovement. Movement means friction. Only in the frictionless vacuum of anonexistent abstract world can movement or change occur without that abrasivefriction of conflict.

Silenceis a true friend that never betrays.

So longas a man is angry he cannot be in the right.