The world of men is dreaming, it has gone mad in its sleep, and a snak >>
There's always the hyena of morality at the garden gate, and the real >>
Tragedy is like strong acid -- it dissolves away all but the very gold >>
I do not know with what weapons World War 3 will be fought, but World >>
War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, The lawyer's jest, >>
Those who are at war with others are not at peace with themselves. >>
The war is dreadful. It is the business of the artist to follow it home to the heart of the individual fighters -- not to talk in armies and nations and numbers -- but to track it home.