Doubt Of The Reality Of Love Ends

The Immense Majority Of Our Species Are Candidates For Humanity, And Nothing More.

The Man Who Has No Inner-life Is A Slave To His Surroundings.

What Governs Men Is The Fear Of Truth.

Truth Above All, Even When It Upsets Us And Overwhelms Us.

Whatever Impatience We May Feel Towards Our Neighbor, And Whatever Indignation Our Race May Rouse In Us, We Are Chained One To Another, And, Companions In Labour And Misfortune, Have Everything To Lose By Mutual Recrimination And Reproach. Let Us Be Silent As To Each Other's Weakness, Helpful, Tolerant, Many, Tender Towards Each Other! Or, If We Cannot Feel Tenderness, May We At Least Feel Pity!