Where There's Liberty, Art Succeeds.

Cars Don't Cause Pollution, Trees Do.

Dreams Became Issues Of East Versus West. Hopes Became Political Rhetoric. Progress Became A Search For Power And Domination. Somewhere The Truth Was Lost That People Don't Make War, Governments Do.

A Strong Nation Is One That Is Loved By Its People And, As Edmund Burke Put It, For A Country To Be Loved It Ought To Be Lovely.

When Cruelty Is Inflicted On Innocent People, It Discredits Whatever Cause.

I Can't Believe That This World Can Go On Beyond Our Generation And On Down To Succeeding Generations With This Kind Of Weapon On Both Sides Poised At Each Other Without Someday Some Fool Or Some Maniac Or Some Accident Triggering The Kind Of War That Is The End Of The Line For All Of Us. And I Just Think Of What A Sigh Of Relief Would Go Up From Everyone On This Earth If Someday-and This Is What I Have-my Hope, Way In The Back Of My Head-is That If We Start Down The Road To Reduction, Maybe One Day In Doing That, Somebody Will Say, 'why Not All The Way? Let's Get Rid Of All These Things'.