Though One Believes In Nothing, There Are

Peace Is The Virtue Of Civilization. War Is Its Crime.

Let Us Leave To The Brain What Belongs To It, And Agree That The Work Of The Men Of Genius Is Of The Superhuman, The Offspring Of Man.

Proverty And Wealth Are Comparative Sins.

It Is Ourselves We Have To Fear. Prejudice Is The Real Robber, And Vice The Real Murderer.

The Guilty One Is Not He Who Commits The Sin, But He Who Causes The Darkness.