'It is love and reason,' I said, 'fleeing from all this madness of war.'
So utterly at variance is Destiny with all the little plans of men.
Very simple was my explanation, and plausible enough---as most wrong theories are!
Strength is the outcome of need; security sets a premium on feebleness.
Science has toiled too long forging weapons for fools to use. It is time she held her hand.
I had rather be called a journalist than an artist.