A man without patience is a lamp without oil.

History repeats itself. that's one of the things wrong with history

Youcan't turn back the clock. But you can wind it up again.

I love power. But it is as an artist that I love it. Ilove it as a musician loves his violin, to draw out its sounds and chords andharmonies.

The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a school boy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.

The strongest is never strong enough to be always, the master, unless he transforms strength into right, and obedience into duty.

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

No manever did a designed injury to another, but at the same time he did a greaterto himself .

Few men of action have been able to make a graceful exit at the appropriate time.

Amarriage without conflicts is almost as inconceivable as a nation without crises.

Life, Like a child, laughs shaking its rattle of death as it runs.

The power to do good is also the power to do harm.