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Nothing Is Unthinkable, Nothing Impossible To The Balanced Person, Provided It Comes Out Of The Needs Of Life And Is Dedicated To Life's Further Development.

Traditionalists Are Pessimists About The Future And Optimists About The Past.

Each One Of Us, As Long As Life Stirs Is Us, May Play A Part In Extricating Ourselves From The Power System By Asserting Our Primacy As People In Quiet Acts Of Mental Or Physical Withdrawal-in Gestures Of Non-conformity, In Abstentions, Restrictions, Inhibitions, Which Will Liberate Us From The Domination Of The Pentagon Of Power.

The Chief Enemy Of Peace Is The Spirit Of Unreason Itself: An Inability To Conceive Alternatives, An Unwillingness To Reconsider Old Prejudices, To Part With Ideological Obsessions, To Entertain New Ideas Or To Improve New Plans.

The Very People Who Shudder Over The Cruelty Of The Hunter Are Apt To Forget That Slaughter, In The Grimmest Sense Of The Word, Is A Process They Entrust Daily To The Butcher; And That Unlike The Game Of The Forests, Even The Dumbest Creatures Of The Slaughterhouse Know What Is In Store For Them.