I Have Always Had A Horror And

I Am Not Alone At All, I Thought. I Was Never Alone At All. And That, Of Course, Is The Message Of Christmas. We Are Never Alone. Not When The Night Is Darkest, The Wind Coldest, The World Seemingly Most Indifferent. For This Is Still The Time God Chooses.

In Sleep, You Are Safe From The Revolting Mechanics Of Living And Being A Prey To Outrageous Fortune.

You See, When A Nation Threatens Another Nation The People Of The Latter Forget Their Factionalism, Their Local Antagonisms, Their Political Differences, Their Suspicions Of Each Other, Their Religious Hostilities, And Band Together As One Unit. Leaders Know That, And That Is Why So Many Of Them Whip Up Wars During Periods Of National Crisis, Or When The People Become Discontented And Angry. This Is The Explanation Of All Wars, All Racial And Religious Hatreds, All Massacres, And All Attempts At Genocide.

I Have Been The Victim Of Heartless Malice.

One Of My Grandsons Used To Insist, When He Was Only 3 Or 4, That He Had Been Born And Had Lived In India