Fear Comes From Uncertainty. When We Are

A War Is Not Won If The Defeated Enemy Has Not Been Turned Into A Friend.

Retribution Often Means That We Eventually Do To Ourselves What We Have Done Unto Others.

I Always Held My Flower In A Clenched Fist.

Self-contempt, However Vague, Sharpens Our Eyes For The Imperfections Of Others. We Usually Strive To Reveal In Others The Blemishes We Hide In Ourselves.

Unlike The Pattern Which Seems To Prevail In The Rest Of Life, In The Human Species The Weak Not Only Survive But Often Triumph Over The Strong. The Self-hatred Inherent In The Weak Unlocks Energies Far More Formidable Then Those Mobilized By An Ordinary Struggle For Existence.