In A Time Of War, Truth Is

Living In Dreams Of Yesterday, We Find Ourselves Still Dreaming Of Impossible Future Conquests.

Possibly Everyone Will Travel By Air In Another Fifty Years. I'm Not Sure I Like The Idea Of Millions Of Planes Flying Around Overhead. I Love The Sky's Unbroken Solitude. I Don't Like To Think Of It Cluttered Up By Aircraft, As Roads Are Cluttered Up By Cars. I Feel Like The Western Pioneer When He Saw Barbed-wire Fence Lines Encroaching On His Open Plains. The Success Of His Venture Brought The End Of The Life He Loved.

Why Should Anyone Think A White Skin Superior In Evaluating The Qualities Of Human Life? I Did Not Really Admire A White Skin So Much Myself. Did I Not Prefer The Brown Skin That Came With Exposure To The Sun?

I Believe That For Permanent Survival, Man Must Balance Science With Other Qualities Of Life, Qualities Of Body And Spirit As Well As Those Of Mind - Qualities He Cannot Develop When He Lets Mechanics And Luxury Insulate Him Too Greatly From The Earth To Which He Was Born.

A Great Industrial Nation May Conquer The World In The Span Of A Single Life, But Its Achilles' Heel Is Time. Its Children, What Of Them?