The Only Solution Is Love.

Food For The Body Is Not Enough. There Must Be Food For The Soul.

So Many Sins Against The Poor Cry Out To High Heaven! One Of The Most Deadly Sins Is To Deprive The Laborer Of His Hire. There Is Another: To Instill In Him Paltry Desires So Compulsive That He Is Willing To Sell His Liberty And His Honor To Satisfy Them. We Are All Guilty Of Concupiscence, But Newspapers, Radios, Television, And Battalions Of Advertising Men (woe To That Generation!) Deliberately Stimulate Our Desires, The Satisfaction Of Which So Often Means The Degradation Of The Family.

We Believe In Loving Our Brothers Regardless Of Race, Color Or Creed And We Believe In Showing This Love By Working For Better Conditions Immediately And The Ultimate Owning By The Workers Of Their Means Of Production.

Love Casts Out Fear, But We Have To Get Over The Fear In Order To Get Close Enough To Love Them.

We Have All Probably Noted Those Sudden Moments Of Quiet - Those Strange And Almost Miraculous Moments In The Life Of A Big City When There Is A Cessation Of Traffic Noise - Just An Instant When There Is Only The Sound Of Footsteps Which Serves To Emphasize A Sudden Peace. During Those Seconds It Is Possible To Notice The Sunlight, To Notice Our Fellow Humans, To Take Breath.