Innocence Seldom Utters Outraged Shrieks. Guilt Does.

In 1937, I Began, Like Lazarus, The Impossible Return.

For In This Century, Within The Next Decades, Will Be Decided For Generations Whether All Mankind Is To Become Communist, Whether The Whole World Is To Become Free, Or Whether, In The Struggle, Civilization As We Know It Is To Be Completely Destroyed Or Completely Changed.

Experience Had Taught Me That Innocence Seldom Utters Outraged Shrikes. Guilt Does. Innocence Is A Mighty Shield, And The Man Or Woman Covered By It, Is Much More Likely To Answer Calmly: 'my Life Is Blameless. Look Into It, If You Like, For You Will Find Nothing.' That Is The Tone Of Innocence.

When You Understand What You See, You Will No Longer Be Children. You Will Know That Life Is Pain, That Each Of Us Hangs Always Upon The Cross Of Himself. And When You Know That This Is True Of Every Man, Woman And Child On Earth, You Will Be Wiser.

The Rub Is That The Pursuit Of Happiness, As An End In Itself, Tends Automatically, And Widely, To Be Replaced By The Pursuit Of Pleasure With A Consequent General Softening Of The Fibers Of Will, Intelligence, Spirit.