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

Without trust, words become the hollow sound of a woodengong. With trust, words become life itself.

Thosewho are at war with others are not at peace with themselves.

Nothing so wonderfully concentrates the mind as theprospect of a hanging.

He is poor indeed that can promise nothing.

Speechis human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead; therefore we mustlearn both arts.

The desire for change is a sign of safety.

This dualityhas been reflected in classical as well as modern literature as reason versuspassion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’ mind andthe ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of our lives when ourverbal-intellect sugges

Compromise,n. Such an adjustment of conflicting interests as gives each adversary thesatisfaction of thinking he has got what he ought not to have, and isdeprived of nothing except what was justly his due.

Difficultiesare meant to rouse, not discourage. The human spirit is to grow strong byconflict.

Dignity is a matter which concerns only mankind

If your mouth turns into a knife, it will cut off yourlips.