A book, tight shut, is but a block of paper.

When youhave to make a choice and you don't make it, that itself is a choice.

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

The greatest trust between man and man is the trust ofgiving counsel.

A fly beforehis own eye is bigger than an elephant in the next field.

Expreince never helps us avoid doing something foolish; it merely prevents us from enjoying it.

Thedays are too short even for love; how can there be enough time for quarreling?

Old men are dangerous; it does not matter to them what is going to happen to the world.

Night is the blotting paper of many sorrows.

It is a good reader that makes a good book.

There'sno point in arguing with partisan supporters. Their views are their identity.Nothing you can tell the most phlegmatic follower.

There is no knowledge that is not power.