Let not thy will roar, when thy power can but whisper.

It is a strange desire to seek power and to lose liberty,or to seek power over others and to lose power over a man's self.

Thecompromise will always be more expensive than either of the suggestions it iscompromising.

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.

Adversityis the foundation of virtue.

If Igive you an idea, and you give me an idea, we will each have two ideas.

Conflictisn't negative, it just is.

Onemight as well try to ride two horses moving in different directions, as totry to maintain in equal force two opposing or contradictory sets of desires.

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

The exercise of power is determined by thousands ofinteractions between the world of the powerful and that of the powerless, allthe more so because these worlds are never divided by a sharp line: everyonehas a small part of himself in both.

Thefire you kindle for your enemy often burns yourself more than him.

Man's life would be wretched and confined if it were to missthe candid intimacy developed by mutual trust and esteem.