All of the promises of politicians, generals, madmen, and crusaders that war can create peace have yet to be borne out.

No kind of bomb ever built will extinguish hatred.

I can think of no honorable answer. Why must some of us deliberate between brands of toothpaste, while others deliberate between damp dirt and bone dust to quiet the fire of an empty stomach lining? There is nothing about the United States I can really explain to this child of another world.

Thanks for this day, for all birds safe in their nests, for whatever this is, for life.

Pure and unblemished souls must taste very bland, with an aftertaste of bitterness.

Perhaps growing up meant we put our knives away and feigned ignorance of the damage.

This manuscript of yours that has just come back from another editor is a precious package. Don't consider it rejected. Consider that you've addressed it 'to the editor who can appreciate my work' and it has simply come back stamped 'Not at this address'. Just keep looking for the right address.