Hate grows and victors where love is afraid to share its bloom

Why is it that an extended olive branch often turns to a clinched fist of hatred?

Hate grows and victors where love is afraid to share its bloom

If ignorance is bliss the world is comfortably surrounded by the inhabitants of an Eden!

Any day above ground is a good one.

World unity is the wish of the hopeful, the goal of the idealist and the dream of the romantic. Yet it is folly to the realist and a lie to the innocent.