“Peace is not merely an absence of war. It is also a state of mind.”

Most of us seldom take the trouble to think. It is a troublesome and fatiguing process and often leads to uncomfortable conclusions.

A language is something infinitely greater than grammar and philology. It is the poetic testament of the genius of a race and a culture, and the living embodiment of the thoughts and fancies that have moulded them.

To be successful in life what you need is education.

It is dangerous and harmful to be guided in our life’s course by hatreds and aversions, for they are wasteful of energy and limit and twist the mind and prevent it from perceiving the truth.

Democracy is good. I say this because other systems are worse.

There is only one thing that remains to us, that cannot be taken away: to act with courage and dignity and to stick to the ideals that have given meaning to life.

Citizenship consists in the service of the country.

Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will.

The only alternative to coexistence is codestruction.

Restraint does not mean weakness. It does not mean giving in.

No country or people who are slaves to dogma and dogmatic mentality can progress.

That great lover of peace, a man of giant stature who moulded, as few other men have done, the destinies of his age.

Unity must be of the mind and heart, a sense of belonging together and of facing together those who attack it.

Where freedom is menaced or justice threatened or where aggression takes place, we cannot be and shall not be neutral.

The art of a people is a true mirror of their minds.

People avoid action. Often because they are afraid of the consequences, for action means risk and danger. Danger seems terrible from a distance; it is not so bad if you have a close look at it

The curious sterility of utopias comes from the absence within them of any scope for initiative, any room for plurality.

Man is a credulous animal, and must believe something; in the absence of good grounds for belief, he will be satisfied with bad ones.

To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due.

I feel your absence deeply within my heart because we are already, and almost apart.

At the heart of all men suffering lies the absence of safety, and from that absence, fear is born.

This is a poem about love its absence is merely an optical illusion.

Why do I paint a happy face every single holiday when they are a stinging reminder of what and who is absent.

I’m not making a problem out of a personal question; I make of a personal question an absence of a problem.