Flatteryis the infantry of negotiation.

Each time we read, a seed is sown for the future.

Alexander's last wrds: Bury my body, dont build any monument. Kip my hand outside,so dat d wrld knws,who won th wrld had noting in hand wen dyin.

Silenceis as full of potential wisdom and wit as the unshown marble of greatsculpture. The silent bear no witness against themselves.

Patience is something you admire in the driver behind you and scorn in the one ahead.

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.

Theloftier the building the deeper the foundation must be.

Between grief and nothing I will take Grief.

Why don'tyou want to do what you know you should do? The reason you don't is thatyou're in conflict with yourself.

Everything has it's beauty, but not every one sees it.

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

I love power. But it is as an artist that I love it. Ilove it as a musician loves his violin, to draw out its sounds and chords andharmonies.