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The Simplicity Of Winter Has A Deep Moral. The Return Of Nature, After Such A Career Of Splendor And Prodigality, To Habits So Simple And Austere, Is Not Lost Either Upon The Head Or The Heart. It Is The Philosopher Coming Back From The Banquet And The Wine To A Cup Of Water And A Crust Of Bread.

The Poor Old Earth Which Has Mothered Us And Nursed Us We Treat With Scant Respect. Our Awe And Veneration We Reserve For The Worlds We Know Not Of. Our Senses Sell Us Out. The Mud On Our Shoes Disenchants Us.

Maybe That Will Happen With Other Countries As Well. And So, That's Why One Of The Things That Groups Like Mine That Work For The Elimination Of Nuclear Weapons And Work For Their Marginalization In The Meantime, We Say You Have To Diminish The Political Value That's Attached To Nuclear Weapons In Order To Give Them Less (kind Of) Desirability In The Eyes Of Governments That Do Not Now Have Them, And Thus To Help Stop Their Spread.

Nature Exists For Man No More Than She Does For Monkeys, And Is As Regardless Of His Life Or Pleasure Or Success As She Is Of The Fleas. Her Waves Will Drown Him, Her Fire Burn Him, And Her Earth Devour Him, Her Storms And Lightning Smite Him, As If He Were Only A Dog.

We've Been In A Period Of Relative Stability And Cooperation Since The End Of The Cold War Among The World's Major Powers, But That May Not Always Exist. And Certainly One Could Even Predict That There Will Be Periods Of Hostility Or Tension Ahead.