A Task Becomes A Duty From The

In A Dream I Walked With God Through The Deep Places Of Creation; Past Walls That Receded And Gates That Opened Through Hall After Hall Of Silence, Darkness And Refreshment--the Dwelling Place Of Souls Acquainted With Light And Warmth--until, Around Me, Was An Infinity Into Which We All Flowed Together And Lived Anew, Like The Rings Made By Raindrops Falling Upon Wide Expanses Of Calm Dark Waters.

I Have Only My Own Burden To Bear.

Our Work For Peace Must Begin Within The Private World Of Each Of Us. To Build For Man A World Without Fear, We Must Be Without Fear. To Build A World Of Justice, We Must Be Just.

Is Life So Wretched? Isn't It Rather Your Hands Which Are Too Small, Your Vision Which Is Muddled? You Are The One Who Must Grow Up.

The Truth Is So Simple That It Is Regarded As A Pretentious Banality.