A teleision set is like a toaster. You press a button and the same thing pops up almost every time.

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

The sun, though it passes through dirty places, yet remains as pure as before.

Whenour knowing exceeds our sensing, we will no longer be deceived by theillusions of our senses.

By despising all that has preceded us, we teach others to despise ourselves.

The real purpose of books is to trap the mind into doing its own thinking

We have, I fear, confused power with greatness.

Speakwhen you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.

Honesty is like an icicle; if once it melts that is theend of it.

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

To know the pains of power, we must go to those who have it;to know its pleasures, we must go to those who are seeking it.

Bythree methods we may learn wisdom: first, by reflection, which is noblest;second, imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is thebitterest.