In art, as in love, instinct is enogh.

Whilewe consider when to begin, it becomes too late.

Theloftier the building the deeper the foundation must be.

Myinterest is in the future because I'm going to be spending the rest of mylife there.

Quarrelsend, but words once spoken never die.

Passionsare generally roused by great conflicts.

Politicians are the same all over. They promise to build a bridge even where there is no river.

When regard for truth has been broken down or evenslightly weakened, all things will remain doubtful.

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.

A happy home is one in which each spouse grants the possiblility that the other may be right, though neither believes it.

The more faithfully you listen to the voice withhin you, the batter you will hear what is sounding outside.And only he who listens can speak.

All the power that we exercise over others depends on thepower we exercise over ourselves.