Don't Tell Me Peace Has Broken Out.

The Mill Wheel Turns, It Turns Forever, Though What Is Uppermost Remains Not So.

Their Peace And Their War Are Like Wind And Storm. War Grows From Their Peace.

There Are Some With Brains And Some Without. It Makes For A Better Division Of Labour.

All Artforms Are In The Service Of The Greatest Of All Arts: The Art Of Living.

The More Innocent They Are, The More They Deserve To Be Shot.