What is peace? Balance three iron skewers tip to tip, one upon the other; at the summit, emplace an egg, so that it too poises static in mid-air, and there you have the condition of peace in this world of men.

I'm just like that woman really. Or rather, that's what I used to be like: someone pretending to know everything, hidden away in my own silence

As a result of the World War and of a peace whose imperfections and risks are no longer denied by anyone, are we not even further away from the great aspirations and hopes for peace and fraternity than we were one or two decades ago?

There is no hope unmingled with fear, and no fear unmingled with hope.

Written By Baruch Spinoza

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