Who Fights May Lose, But Who Does

We Often Do Not Know Ourselves The Grounds On Which We Act, Though Plain To Others.

One Can Describe The World Of Today To The People Of Today Only If One Describes It As Capable Of Alteration.

Everyone Needs Help From Everyone.

When Crimes Begin To Pile Up They Become Invisible. When Sufferings Become Unendurable The Cries Are No Longer Heard. The Cries, Too, Fall Like Rain In Summer.

Life Is Short And So Is Money.