There Is Only One Way In Which

I Am A Weak And Sinful Man, But God Put His Hands On Me, That Is All.

Cry, The Beloved Country, For The Unborn Child That Is The Inheritor Of Our Fear. Let Him Not Love The Earth Too Deeply... For Fear Will Rob Him Of All If He Gives Too Much.

Let Me Not Be Afraid To Defend The Weak Because Of The Anger Of The Strong, Nor Afraid To Defend The Poor Because Of The Anger Of The Rich.

To Give Up The Task Of Reforming Society Is To Give Up One's Responsibility As A Free Man.

It Is Not Permissible To Add To One's Possesions If These Things Can Only Be Done At The Cost Of Other Men. Such Development Has Only One True Name, And That Is Exploitation.