“We do not seek to hurt any man, but if any man seeks to hurt us may he break his neck.”

A man who makes trouble for others is also making trouble for himself.

A child cannot pay for its mother’s milk.

Only the story can continue beyond the war and the warrior. The story outlives the sound of the war drum… The story is our escort. Without it we are blind… It is the thing that sets us apart from cattle.

You do not know me,’ said Tortoise. ‘I am a changed man. I have learned that a man who makes trouble for others makes trouble for himself.

Procrastination is a lazy man’s apology.

A functioning, robust democracy requires a healthy educated, participatory followership, and an educated, morally grounded leadership.

There is nothing to fear from someone who shouts.

Do not be in a hurry to rush into the pleasures of the world like the young antelope who danced herself lame when the main dance was yet to come.

What a man does not know is greater than he.

It is the story that owns and directs us. It is the thing that makes us different from cattle; it is the mark on the face that sets one people apart from their neighbors.

One of the truest tests of integrity is its blunt refusal to be compromised.

When suffering knocks at your door and you say there is no seat for him, he tells you not to worry because he has brought his own stool.

It has always been quite apparent to me that no important story can fail to tell us something of value to us.

Every generation must recognize and embrace the task it is peculiarly designed by history and by providence to perform.

A coward may cover the ground with his words but when the time comes to fight he runs away.

Wisdom is like a goatskin bag; every man carries his own.

Like his master he is never showy. He does not paw and prance, and arch his neck, and bid the world admire his beauties…and when he is wanted, he can always do his work.

A Labour minister gets it in the neck if he looks at his neighbour’s wife over the garden fence.

People say that if you find water rising up to your ankle, that’s the time to do something about it, not when it’s around your neck.

Most birds are very stiff-necked, like the robin, and as they run or hop upon the ground, carry the head as if it were riveted to the body.

When my ancestors came from Africa, they were shackled by our neck, our wrists, and our ankles in steel chains.

A prince never lacks legitimate reasons to break his promise.

For us who choose our dreams over our love the only thing we can do for love is perhaps to release the lock around our necks. Through that, the pain may vanish.

Rock and Roll: Music for the neck downwards.