In Living In The World By His

The World Is So Full And Abundant It Is Like A Pregnant Woman Carrying A Child In One Arm And Leading Another By The Hand. Every Puddle In The Lane Is Ringed With Sipping Butterflied That Fly Up In Flutter When You Walk Past In The Late Morning On Your Way To Get The Mail.

Violence Breeds Violence. Acts Of Violence Committed In "justice" Or In Affirmation Of "rights" Or In Defense Of "peace" Do Not End Violence. They Prepare And Justify Its Continuation.

You Can't Know Where Life Will Take You, But You Can Commit To A Direction

The Mercy Of The World Is You Don't Know What's Going To Happen.

It Is The Man Who Can Think Of No Alternative To His Enslavement Who Is Truly A Slave.