My Father Had Very Little Formal Education.

I Don't Have To Prove My Life. I Just Have To Live.

There Are No Makers Of Peace Because The Making Of Peace Is At Least As Costly As The Making Of War - At Least As Exigent.

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

The Gift We Can Offer Others Is So Simple A Thing As Hope.

But How Shall We Educate Men To Goodness, To A Sense Of One Another, To A Love Of Truth? And More Urgently, How Shall We Do This In A Bad Time?