Police Are Not All Bad Guys. Nobody

The Friends Who Listen To Us Are The Ones We Move Toward, And We Want To Sit In Their Radius.

[on The Voice Of The Intelligence] It Is Drowned Out By The Roar Of Fear.

Unrest Of Spirit Is A Mark Of Life.

Hope Is A Necessity For Normal Life And The Major Weapon Against The Suicide Impulse.

Set Up As An Ideal The Facing Of Reality As Honestly And As Cheerfully As Possible.