Melancholy is the joy of being said.

The mostdramatic conflicts are perhaps, those that take place not between men butbetween a man and himself where the arena of conflict is a solitary mind.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everyting... they just make the most of everything that comes along their way...

You can't unscramble an egg.

Hear me,my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun nowstands, I will fight no more forever.

The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.

Girls .. . were allowed to play in the house . . . and boys were sent outdoors. . .Boys ran around in the yard with toy guns going kksshh-kksshh,fighting wars for made-up reasons and arguing about whowas dead, while girls stayed inside and played with dol

To believein something, and not to live it, is dishonest.

Silence, along with modesty, is a great aid to conversation.

Commonsense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.

Pleasure is the sincerest compliment.

Nothingso completely baffles one who is full of trick and duplicity himself, thanstraightforward and simple integrity in another.