There is a destiny that makes us brothers, No one goes his way alone; >>
The crest and crowning of all good, Life's final star, is Brotherhood. >>
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans upon his hoe and gazes on th >>
If you wish to be brothers, let the arms fall from your hands. One can >>
Brotherhood is the very price and condition of man's survival. >>
You may call for peace as loudly as you wish, but where there is no br >>
There is a destiny that makes us brothers, No one goes his way alone; All that we send into the lives of others, Comes back into our own.