Happiness is the art of making a bouquet of those flowers within reach.

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

Like aball batted back and forth, a human being is batted by two forces within.

Whospreads, sows; Who listens, reaps.

People whoare too concerned with how well they are doing will be less successful andfeel less competent than those who focus on the task itself... Somepsychologists call it a conflict between egoorientation, or between extrinsicand intrinsic motivation...

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

Trust resides squarely between faith and doubt.

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

People say law but they mean wealth.

A goodplan is like a road map: it shows the final destination and usually the bestway to get there.

Power, however it has evolved, whatever its origins, willnot be given up without a struggle.

What is required is sight and insight, then you might add one more excite.