It is in our idleness, in our dreams, that submerged truth sometimes comes to top.

A clynic is a man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing

I liketo listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most peoplenever listen.

Silenceis the ultimate weapon of power.

Conflictcan be seen as a gift of energy, in which neither sideloses and a new dance is created.

I willprepare and some day my chance will come.

To like and dislike the same thing, that is, indeed, friendship.

Themost prepared are the most dedicated.

Truth is strengthened by observation and delay; falsehood by haste and uncertainity.

Every kind of peaceful cooperation among men is primarily basedon mutual trust and only secondarily on institutions such as courts ofjustice and police.

A large ocean liner was headed across the Atlantic fromPortsmouth to New York. As it neared its destination at night, a lookout onthe wing of the bridge reported, ‘Light, bearing on the starboardbow.’‘Is it steady or moving astern?’ the captain called out

Could agreater miracle take place than for us to look through each other’seyes for an instant?