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.

Theterm up has no meaning apart from the word down. The term fasthas no meaning apart from the term slow. In addition, such termshave no meaning even when used together, except when confined to a veryparticular situation... most of our language about the

Truepeace is not merely the absence of tension: it is the presence of justice.

The aimof argument, or of discussion, should not be victory, but progress.

One cannot be precise and still be pure.

Mediocrity knows nothing higher than itself, but talent instantly recognises genius.

He that is unkind to his own will not be kind to others.

The greatest intelligence is precisely the one that suffers most from its own limitations.

To beprepared is half the victory.

All the power that we exercise over others depends on thepower we exercise over ourselves.

Successdepends upon previous preparation, and without such preparation there is sureto be failure.

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