I love power. But it is as an artist that I love it. Ilove it as a musician loves his violin, to draw out its sounds and chords andharmonies.

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

Ialways cheer up immensely if an attack is particularly wounding because I think,well, if they attack one personally, it means they have not a singlepolitical argument left.

No country without an atom bomb could properly consider itself independet.

We donot have to agree; we do need to understand.

When makinga decision of minor importance, I have always found it advantageous toconsider all the pros and cons. In vital matters, however, such as the choiceof a mate or a profession, the decision should come from the unconscious,from somewhere within ou

A quiettongue shows a wise head.

Listening,not imitation, may be the sincerest form of flattery.

Ittakes time to save time.

We do not err because the truth is difficult to see. We err because this is more comfortable

All our rightousnesses are like filthy rags

Quarrelsend, but words once spoken never die.