Life Itself Is A Haphazard, Untidy, Messy

Paperwork, Cleaning The House, Dealing With The Innumerable Visitors Who Come All Through The Day, Answering The Phone, Keeping Patience And Acting Intelligently, Which Is To Find Some Meaning In All That Happens-these Things, Too, Are The Works Of Peace, And Often Seem Like A Very Little Way.

Men Are Beginning To Realize That They Are Not Individuals But Persons In Society, That Man Alone Is Weak And Adrift, That He Must Seek Strength In Common Action.

Marx.... Lenin.... Mao Tse-tung.... These Men Were Animated By The Love Of Brother And This We Must Believe Though Their Ends Meant The Seizure Of Power, And The Building Of Mighty Armies, The Compulsion Of Concentration Camps, The Forced Labor And Torture And Killing Of Tens Of Thousands, Even Millions.

Words Are As Strong And Powerful As Bombs, As Napalm.

Women Think With Their Whole Bodies And They See Things As A Whole More Than Men Do.