Whenevertwo people meet there are really six people present. There is each man as he seeshimself, each man as the other sees him, and each man as he really is.
The average man’s life consists of: Twenty years of having his mother ask him where he is going, Forty years of having his wife ask the same question; and at the end, the mourners wondering too.
Neverforget the power of silence, that massively disconcerting pause which goes onand on and may at last induce an opponent to babble and backtrack nervously.
