... But Food Eaten Quickly Isn't Food.

Let Your Memory Be Your Travel Bag.

Our Twentieth Century Has Proved To Be More Cruel Than Preceding Centuries, And The First Fifty Years Have Not Erased All Its Horrors. Our World Is Rent Asunder By Those Same Old Cave-age Emotions Of Greed, Envy, Lack Of Control, Mutual Hostility Which Have Picked Up In Passing Respectable Pseudonyms Like Class Struggle, Radical Conflict, Struggle Of The Masses, Trade-union Disputes.

It Is Not Our Level Of Prosperity That Makes For Happiness But The Kinship Of Heart To Heart And The Way We Look At The World. Both Attitudes Lie Within Our Power, So That A Man Is Happy So Long As He Chooses To Be Happy, And No One Can Stop Him.

The Demands Of Internal Growth Are Incomparably More Important To Us...than The Need For Any External Expansion Of Our Power.

Power Is A Poison Well Known For Thousands Of Years. If Only No One Were Ever To Acquire Material Power Over Others! But To The Human Being Who Has Faith In Some Force That Holds Dominion Over All Of Us, And Who Is Therefore Conscious Of His Own Limitations, Power Is Not Necessarily Fatal. For Those, However, Who Are Unaware Of Any Higher Sphere, It Is A Deadly Poison. For Them There Is No Antidote.