The civilisation of one epoch becomes the manure of the next.

Sometimesyou have to be silent to be heard.

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

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.

Sometimes the man of action is the fellow who has just got both his feat in hot water.

There is all the difference in the world between having something to say and havingto say something.

Fourthings come not back: the spoken word, the spent arrow, the past life, and theneglected opportunity.

Washing one's hands of the conflict between the powerfuland the powerless means to side with the powerful, not to be neutral.

The most exquisite paradox… as soon as you give itall up, you can have it all. As long as you want power, you can't have it.The minute you don't want power, you'll have more than you ever dreamedpossible.

Experience keeps a dear school, but tools will learn in no other.

Somewherethere is a map of how it can be done.

Tact is the ability to make a person see the lightning without letting him feel the bolt.