One ofthe lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and alwaysa clever thing to say.

True,Heaven prohibits certain pleasures; but one can generally negotiate acompromise.

Blessed are they who have nothing to say and who cannot be persuaded to say it.

Our patience will achieve more than our force.

Constant repetition carries conviction.

Politeness is the art of selecting among one's real thoughts.

Itisn't that they can't see the solution. It's that they can't see the problem.

A large ocean liner was headed across the Atlantic fromPortsmouth to New York. As it neared its destination at night, a lookout onthe wing of the bridge reported, ‘Light, bearing on the starboardbow.’‘Is it steady or moving astern?’ the captain called out

No one lies as much as the indignant do.

Where love rules, there is no will to power; and wherepower predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of theother.

The means by which we live have outdistanced the ends forwhich we live. Our scientific power has outrun our spiritual power. We haveguided missiles and misguided men.

Thereare two dilemmas that rattle the human skull: How do you hang on to someone whowon't stay? And how do you get rid of someone who won't go?