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.

To understand everything is to forgive everything.

Consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds.

Civilization has made the peasantry its pack animal.

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

Whenconflict becomes a win-lose contest in our minds, we immediately try to win.

It seemed rather incongruous that in a society of super sophisticatedcommunication, we often suffer from a shortage of listeners.

Where love rules, there is no will to power; and wherepower predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of theother.

Whenevertwo good people argue over principles, they are both right.

He whoangers you, conquers you.

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

Manners make the fortune of the ambitious youth.