Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. WE can only record its moods and chronicle their return.

Compromiseis never anything but an ignoble truce between the duty of a man and theterror of a coward.

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

Many a gem of wisdom have gone unsaid, because someone lacked ability to express it.

If speaking is silver, then listening is gold.

All the power that we exercise over others depends on thepower we exercise over ourselves.

This dualityhas been reflected in classical as well as modern literature as reason versuspassion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’ mind andthe ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of our lives when ourverbal-intellect sugges

No matterhow thin you make a pancake, it always has two sides.

Thefibers of all things have their tension and are strained like the strings ofan instrument.

When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.

There is no knowledge that is not power.

To teach isto learn twice.