One Is A Member Of

The Airplane Has Unveiled For Us The True Face Of The Earth.

There Is No Hope Of Joy Except In Human Relations.

Love Does Not Consist In Gazing At Each Other, But In Looking Outward Together In The Same Direction.

Are Wars... Anything But The Means Whereby A Nation's Problems Are Set, Where Creation Is Stimulated - There You Have Adventure. But There Is No Adventure In Heads-or-tails, In Betting That The Toss Will Come Out Of Life Or Death. War Is Not An Adventure. It Is A Disease. It Is Like Typhus.

An Administration, Like A Machine, Does Not Create. It Carries On.