I Hate War For Its Consequences, For

He Who Cannot Rest, Cannot Work; He Who Cannot Let Go, Cannot Hold On; He Who Cannot Find Footing, Cannot Go Forward.

All Intelligent Faith In God Has Behind It A Background Of Humble Agnosticism.

[l]ife Ceases To Be A Fraction And Becomes An Integer.

Every Year The Inventions Of Science Weave More Inextricably The Web That Binds Man To Man, Group To Group, Nation To Nation.

We Ask The Leaf, "are You Complete In Yourself?" And The Leaf Answers, "no, My Life Is In The Branches." We Ask The Branch, And The Branch Answers, "no My Life Is In The Root." We Ask The Root, And It Answers, "no My Life Is In The Trunk And The Branches And The Leaves. Keep The Branches Stripped Of Leaves, And I Shall Die," So It Is With The Great Tree Of Being. Nothing Is Completely And Merely Individual.