There Are No Makers Of Peace Because

The Sponsors Of War Closely Resemble The Weapons They Create. And Smart Bombs, Depleted Uranium, Land Mines, Rockets And Tanks, Rather Than Protect 'widows And Orphans And Strangers At The Gate', Are Designed Precisely To Create 'widows And Orphans', To Transform Strangers Into Enemies And Enemies Into Corpses.

You Just Have To Do What You Know Is Right.

Start With The Impossible. Proceed Calmly Towards The Improbable. No Worry, There Are At Least Five Exits.

Because We Want The Peace With Half A Heart And Half A Life And Will, The War, Of Course, Continues, Because The Waging Of War, By Its Nature, Is Total - But The Waging Of Peace, By Our Own Cowardice, Is Partial.

I Don't Know A More Irreligious Attitude, One More Utterly Bankrupt Of Any Human Content, Than One Which Permits Childred To Be Destroyed.