A Life Without Criticism Is Not Worth

Our Answer Is The World's Hope; It Is To Rely On Youth. The Cruelties And The Obstacles Of This Swiftly Changing Planet Will Not Yield To Obsolete Dogmas And Outworn Slogans. It Cannot Be Moved By Those Who Cling To A Present Which Is Already Dying, Who Prefer The Illusion Of Security To The Excitement And Danger Which Comes With Even The Most Peaceful Progress. This World Demands The Qualities Of Youth: Not A Time Of Life But A State Of Mind, A Temper Of The Will, A Quality Of Imagination, A Predominance Of Courage Over Timidity, Of The Appetite For Adventure Over The Life Of Ease...

For There Is Another Kind Of Violence, Slower But Just As Deadly, Destructive As The Shot Or The Bomb In The Night. This Is The Violence Of Institutions; Indifference And Inaction And Slow Decay. This Is The Violence That Afflicts The Poor, That Poisons Relations Between Men Because Their Skin Has Different Colors. This Is A Slow Destruction Of A Child By Hunger, And Schools Without Books And Homes Without Heat In The Winter.

The Intolerant Man Will Not Rely On Persuasion, Or On The Worth Of The Idea. He Would Deny To Others The Very Freedom Of Opinion Or Of Dissent Which He So Stridently Demands For Himself. He Cannot Trust Democracy.

It Will Help Erase The Idea That Politics Is A Second-rate Profession And A Dirty Business.

If You Never Quit, Youll Never Fail.