Truthsprings from argument amongst friends.

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

Whoever is winning the race will always seem to be invincible.

If Ishould ever be captured, I want no negotiation—andif I should request a negotiation from captivity they should consider that asign of duress.

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.

It isnot necessary to understand things in order to argue about them.

A moment's insight is sometimes worth a life's experience

It seemedrather incongruous that in a society of super sophisticated communication, weoften suffer from a shortage of listeners.

The king goes as far as he may, not as far as he could.

Trust exists; only lies are invented.

Girls .. . were allowed to play in the house . . . and boys were sent outdoors. . .Boys ran around in the yard with toy guns going kksshh-kksshh,fighting wars for made-up reasons and arguing about whowas dead, while girls stayed inside and played with dol

A good listeneris not only popular everywhere, but after a while he gets to know something.