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We Must Have Hope Or Starve To Death.

He Saw On The Paper A Picture Of A Man, White-skinned, Who Hung Upon A Crosspiece Of Wood. The Man Was Without Clothes Except For A Bit About His Loins, And To All Appearences He Was Dead, Since His Head Drooped Upon His Shoulder And His Eyes Were Closed Above His Bearded Lips. Wang Lung Looked At The Pictured Man In Horror And With Increasing Interest.

When The People Of Any Country Choose Peace At All Costs, Not Even Generals Can Make War.

Euthanasia Is A Long, Smooth-sounding Word, And It Conceals Its Danger As Long, Smooth Words Do, But The Danger Is There, Nevertheless.

Our Bodies Can Be Mobilized By Law And Police And Men With Guns, If Necessary-but Where Shall We Find That Which Will Make Us Believe In What We Must Do, So That We Can Fight Through To Victory?