Without trust, words become the hollow sound of a woodengong. With trust, words become life itself.

Quite often good things have hurtful consequnces. There are instances of men who have been ruined by their money or killed by their courage.

Sincerity is impossible, unless it pervades the whole being, and the pretence of it saps the very foundation of character

Words should be scattered like seeds, no matter how small the seed may be, its it has one found favourable ground, it unfolds its strength.

The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a school boy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.

You'rein a much better position to talk with people when they approach you thanwhen you approach them.

Constantrepetition carries conviction.

Power is like being a lady... if you have to tell peopleyou are, you aren't.

Malice drinketh its own poison.

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.

Kindwords can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.

To sit alone in the lamp light with a book spread out before you-such is a pleasure beyond compare.