The means by which we live have outdistanced the ends forwhich we live. Our scientific power has outrun our spiritual power. We haveguided missiles and misguided men.

Humoris the affectionate communication of insight.

Speechis human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead; therefore we mustlearn both arts.

This dualityhas been reflected in classical as well as modern literature as reason versuspassion, or mind versus intuition. The split between the ‘conscious’ mind andthe ‘unconscious.’ There are moments in each of our lives when ourverbal-intellect sugges

The good rain like a bad preacher, does not know when to leave off.

Love is an act of faith and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.

Friendship increases in visiting friends, but in visiting them seldom.

You only have power over people so long as you don't takeeverything away from them. But when you've robbed a man of everything he's nolonger in your power he's free again.

Peopledo not seem to talk for the sake of expressing their opinions, but tomaintain an opinion for the sake of talking.

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

Humour is a hole that lets the sawdust out of a stuffed shirt.

Therecan be no doubt that the average man blames much more than he praises. Hisinstinct is to blame. If he is satisfied he says nothing; if he is not, hemost illogically kicks up a row.