The Thing That Is Incredible Is Life

By A Divine Paradox, Wherever There Is One Slave There Are Two

There Is A Destiny Which Makes Us Brothers; None Goes His Way Alone. All That We Send Into The Lives Of Others Comes Back Into Our Own.

Lincoln, The Man Of The People

The Crest And Crowning Of All Good, Life's Final Star, Is Brotherhood.

I (god) Will Leave Man To Make The Fateful Guess, Will Leave Him Torn Between The No And Yes, Leave Him Unresting Till He Rests In Me, Drawn Upward By The Choice That Makes Him Free, Leave Him In Tragic Loneliness To Choose, With All In Life To Win Or All To Lose.