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.

A man'sconversation is the mirror of his thoughts.

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

Whenyou plant lettuce, if it does not grow well, you don't blame the lettuce. Youlook for reasons it is not doing well. It may need fertilizer, or more water,or less sun. You never blame the lettuce. Yet if we have problems with ourfriends or our family,

The warexisting between the senses and reason.

True, Heavenprohibits certain pleasures; but one can generally negotiate a compromise.

Nevercut what you can untie.

Real swaraj will come not by the acquisition of authority by a few but by the acquisition of capacity by all to resist authority when it is abused

He understands badly who listens badly.

Watching small men at work reconciles to the great.

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

The louder the talked of his honour, the faster we counted our spoons.