We owealmost all our knowledge not to those who have agreed but to those who havediffered.

Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say whatyou've got to say, and say it hot.

There is no cure for birth and death save to enjoy the interval.

Ashes fly back into the face of him who throws them.

The exercise of power is determined by thousands ofinteractions between the world of the powerful and that of the powerless, allthe more so because these worlds are never divided by a sharp line: everyonehas a small part of himself in both.

Peopleshould talk less and draw more. Personally, I would like to renounce speechaltogether and, like organic nature, communicate everything I have to sayvisually.

Soremarkably perverse is the nature of man that he despises those that court himand admires whoever will not bend before him.

Nature hasgiven men one tongue and two ears, that we may hear twice as much as wespeak.

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

Ho puri dil ki har khwaish teri, Ho khushiyon bhara jahaan tera, Agar tu maange aasmaan ka ek taara, To khuda de-de tumko aasmaan saara.

All thingsat first appear difficult.

Everyoneis kneaded out of the same dough but not baked in the same oven.