Civilization grew in the beginning from the minute that we had communication - particularly communication by sea that enabled people to get inspiration and ideas from each other and to exchange basic raw materials.

We must wake up to the insane reality of our time. We are all irresponsible, unless we demand from the responsible decision makers that modern armaments must no longer be made available to people whose former battle axes and swords our ancestors condemned.

In my experience, it is rarer to find a really happy person in a circle of millionaires than among vagabonds.

I have never been able to grasp the meaning of time. I don't believe it exists. I've felt this again and again, when alone and out in nature. On such occasions, time does not exist. Nor does the future exist.

It is progress when a centuries-old oak is cut down to give space for a road sign.

Man invents the most inhuman armaments to assault others so like himself that uniforms are needed to distinguish between friend and foe.

It is progress when weapons are improved to kill more people at a longer range.