Something deep is touched here, something that is good and deep.

I have one great fear in my heart, that one day when they are turned to loving, they will find that we are turned to hating.

When I go up there, which is my intention, the Big Judge will say to me, Where are your wounds? and if I say I haven’t any, he will say, Was there nothing to fight for? I couldn’t face that question. (Ah, But Your Land Is Beautiful)

Sorrow is better than fear. Fear is a journey, a terrible journey. But, sorrow is at least an arriving.

Happy the eyes that can close

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.

Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools.