People always make war when they say they love peace.

They say geniuses mostly have great mothers. They mostly have sad fates.

People always make war when they say they love peace

Loud peace propaganda makes war seem imminent.

I shall always be a priest of love.

Naught is possessed, neither gold, nor land nor love, nor life, nor peace, nor even sorrow nor death, nor yet salvation. Say of nothing: It is mine. Say only: It is with me.