In The Deserted Harbour There Is Yet

One Thing Is About To Be Finished, But Here Is Something That Is Only Begun. And While I Live It Will Continue

Although Nothing Has Come Yet, Something Is Here Already.

It Is My Belief That The Only Power Which Can Resist The Power Of Fear Is The Power Of Love.

What Broke In A Man When He Could Bring Himself To Kill Another? What Broke When He Could Bring Himself To Thrust Down The Knife Into The Warm Flesh, To Bring Down The Axe On The Living Head, To Cleave Down Between The Seeing Eyes, To Shoot The Gun That Would Drive Death Into The Beating Heart?

It Is Not Permissible To Add To One's Possesions If These Things Can Only Be Done At The Cost Of Other Men. Such Development Has Only One True Name, And That Is Exploitation.