War Is Like Love, It Always Finds

Something Ignoble, Loathsome, Undignified Attends All Associations Between People And Has Been Transferred To All Objects, Dwelling, Tools, Even The Landscape Itself.

Suppose They Gave A War, And Nobody Came? Why Then, The War Would Come To You!

People Cannot Remain Good Unless Good Is Expected Of Them.

What Rapture, Oh, It Is To Know A Good Thing When You See It And Having Seen A Good Thing, Oh, What Rapture 'tis To Flee It.

Today Every Invention Is Received With A Cry Of Triumph Which Soon Turns Into A Cry Of Fear.