You have only to play at Little Wars three or four times to realize just what a blundering thing Great War must be. Great War is at present, I am convinced, not only the most expensive game in the universe, but it is a game out of all proportion. Not only are the masses of men and material and suffering and inconvenience too monstrously big for reason, but-the available heads we have for it, are too small. That, I think, is the most pacific realization conceivable, and Little War brings you to it as nothing else but Great War can do.

Heresies are experiments in man's unsatisfied search for truth.

All men, however highly educated, retain some superstitious inklings.

No place is safe - no place is at peace. There is no place where a women and her daughter can hide and be at peace. The war comes through the air, bombs drop in the night. Quiet people go out in the morning, and see air-fleets passing overhead - dripping death - dripping death!

... life falls into place only with God.

The teacher, whether mother, priest, or schoolmaster, is the real maker of history.

Our challenge is not to educate the children we used to have or want to have, but to educate the children who come to the schoolhouse door.