Because success is such a weasel word anyway, it's such a horribly American word, and it's such a vamp and, I think it's a death trap.

I'd like to die with my boots on.

The God of life summons us to life; more, to be lifegivers, especially toward those who lie under the heel of the powers.

It's not going to be easy to change things.

You can't bank on the outcome.

For my part, I believe that the vain, glorious and the violent will not inherit the earth. . . . In pursuance of that faith my friends and I take the hands of the dying in our hands. And some of us travel to the Pentagon, and others live in the Bowery and serve there, and others speak unpopularly and plainly of the fate of the unborn and of convicted criminals. It is all one.

One is called to live nonviolently, even if the change one works for seems impossible.