The hope of the world is that wisdom can arrest conflict between brothers. I believe that war is the deadly harvest of arrogant and unreasoning minds. And I find grounds for this belief in the wisdom literature of Proverbs. It says in effect this: Panic strikes like a storm and calamity comes like a whirlwind to those who hate knowledge and ignore their God.

Change based on principle is progress. Constant change without principle becomes chaos.

A preventive war, to my mind, is an impossibility today. How could you have one if one of its features would be several cities lying in ruins, several cities where many, many thousands of people would be dead and injured and mangled, the transportation systems destroyed, sanitation implements and systems all gone? That isn't preventive war; that is war.

The free world must not prove itself worthy of its own past.

Plans are useless, but planning is essential.

Under the clouds of war, it is humanity hanging on a cross of iron.

'Worry' is a word that I don't allow myself to use.