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Their Peace And Their War Are Like Wind And Storm. War Grows From Their Peace.

If You Join The Rat Race — You're In The Race Of Rats.

Don’t Accept The Habitual As A Natural Thing. In Times Of Disorder, Of Organized Confusion, Of De-humanized Humanity, Nothing Should Seem Natural. Nothing Should Seem Impossible To Change.

Suppose They Gave A War, And Nobody Came? Why Then, The War Would Come To You!

A Person Is Really Dead Only When Nobody Thinks Of Him Anymore.