I Believe War Is The Inevitable Fruit

We Differ, Blind And Seeing, One From Another, Not In Our Senses, But In The Use We Make Of Them, In The Imagination And Courage With Which We Seek Wisdom Beyond All Senses.

When One Door Of Hapiness Closes, Another Opens.

I Look Upon The Whole World As My Fatherland, And Every War Has To Me The Horror Of A Family Feud.

I Believe That God Is In Me As The Sun Is In The Colour And Fragrance Of A Flower - The Light In My Darkness, The Voice In My Silence.

Words Are The Mind's Wings, Are They Not?