Power is neither male nor female.
The miller believes that all the wheat grows so that his mill keeps running.
All that is noble is in itself of a quiet nature, and appears to sleep until it is aroused and summoned forth by contrast.
We talk too much. We should talk less and draw more.
Democracy does not race, it reaches the finish slowly but surely.
What is hardest of all? That which seems most simple: to see with your eyes what is before your eyes.