Call No Day Happy 'til It Is

Violence, Less And Less Embarrassed By The Limits Imposed By Centuries Of Lawfulness, Is Brazenly And Victoriously Striding Across The Whole World, Unconcerned That Its Infertility Has Been Demonstrated And Proved Many Times In History. What Is More, It Is Not Simply Crude Power That Triumphs Abroad, But Its Exultant Justification. The World Is Being Inundated By The Brazen Conviction That Power Can Do Anything, Justice Nothing.

The Line Dividing Good And Evil Cuts Through The Heart Of Every Human Being. And Who Is Willing To Destroy A Piece Of His Own Heart?

And The Over-all Fact That You Are A Frail Vessel Full Of Errors.

It's Not The Sea That Drowns You-it's The Puddle.

Woe To That Nation Whose Literature Is Disturbed By The Intervention Of Power. Because That Is Not Just A Violation Against "freedom Of Print," It Is The Closing Down Of The Heart Of The Nation, A Slashing To Pieces Of Its Memory.