Neverforget the power of silence, that massively disconcerting pause which goes onand on and may at last induce an opponent to babble and backtrack nervously.

The exercise of power is determined by thousands ofinteractions between the world of the powerful and that of the powerless, allthe more so because these worlds are never divided by a sharp line: everyonehas a small part of himself in both.

Aperson whose heart is not content is like a snake which tries to swallow anelephant.

Reasonguides but a small part of man, and the rest obeys feeling, true or false,and passion, good or bad.

The more faithfully you listen to the voice withhin you, the batter you will hear what is sounding outside.And only he who listens can speak.

Itis all right if you talk to yourself. It is all right if you answer yourself.But when you start disagreeing with the answers, you've got a problem.

If you are standing upright, don't worry if your shadow is crooked.

Artists can color the sky red because they know its blue.those of us who are not artists must color things the way they really are or people might think we are stupid.

There's no point in arguing with partisan supporters. Their views are their identity.Nothing you can tell the most phlegmatic follower.

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

Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

Talkback to your internal critic. Train yourself to recognize and write downcritical thoughts as they go through your mind. Learn why these thoughts areuntrue and practice talking and writing back to them.