It seemed rather incongruous that in a society of super sophisticatedcommunication, we often suffer from a shortage of listeners.

The best prophet is common sense, our native wit.

Conflictinvolves incompatible behaviors rather thancompetitive goals.

Reason is my philosophy, is only a harmony among irrational impulses.

Somepeople reach the top of the ladder only to find it is leaning against thewrong wall.

Silenceis foolish if we are wise, but wise if we are foolish.

It isdifficult to negotiate where neither will trust.

Whospreads, sows; Who listens, reaps.

The Universe is not only queerer that we imagine, it is queered than we can imagine.

Power is not only what you have but what the enemy thinksyou have.

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

Peoplespend a lifetime searching for happiness; looking for peace. They chase idledreams, addictions, religions, even other people, hoping to fill theemptiness that plagues them. The irony is the only place they ever needed tosearch was within.