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.

Politicians are like ships; noisiest when lost in a fog.

Duringthe Depression, or back when we were fighting Hitler, people didn't have timeto sue a company if the coffee was too hot. There were urgent, pressingproblems. If you think you have it tough, read history books.

The louder the talked of his honour, the faster we counted our spoons.

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

If a man speaks or acts with pure thought, happiness follows him like a shadow that never leaves him

Aquarrel is like buttermilk: once it's out of the churn, the more you shakeit, the more sour it grows.

The mostdramatic conflicts are perhaps, those that take place not between men butbetween a man and himself where the arena of conflict is a solitary mind.

Theharder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.

Hearme, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun nowstands, I will fight no more forever.

One ofthe lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and alwaysa clever thing to say.

No manever did a designed injury to another, but at the same time he did a greaterto himself .