A mediator is an impartial outsider who tries to aid the negotiators in their quest to find a compromise agreement.

the mediation of internal conflicts can be resolved by linkages with other problems.

A final word of advice: don't gloat about how well you have done.

Disputants often fare poorly when they each act greedily and deceptively.

The art of compromise centers on the willingness to give up something in order to get something else in return. Successful artists get more than they give up.

The best practical advice then is: try to maximize your expected payoff, which is the sum of all payoffs multiplied by probabilities.

Ideas are incestuous.

We act like a zero-sum society, when in reality there is a lot of non zero-sum fat to be skimmed off to everyone's mutual advantage.

A lot depends on the starting point.

The party that negotiates in haste is often at a disadvantage.

Advice: don't embarrass your bargaining partner by forcing him or her to make all the concessions.

Do you think heaven's like that?Could be worse, said Serge. You know all those pushy people who keep telling us we're not going to heaven? It could be full of them instead.

If I could, I would kiss him every second of every day. For all the days.

There is little serenity comparable to the serenity of the inexperienced giving advice to the experienced.

I found something! Courage--just that; courage as a rule of life and something to cling to always.

Growing up in Australia, you never feel like you're going to live beyond that place. You wake up and you go to the beach, and you do your homework. You're just a kid.

There's a practical problem about time and energy, and a more subtle problem of what it does to a writer's head, to continually analyze why they write, where it all comes from, where it's going to.

I realized that part of that anger was because I didn't know who I was and where I came from. I didn't know my history.

We’ll never be over, Eva.

Oh won't you stay Stay a while with your own ones Don't ever stray Stray so far from your own ones 'Cause the world is so cold Don't care nothing for your soul That you share with your own ones.

You're beginning to dislike me, aren't you? Well, dislike me. It doesn't make any difference to me now.