There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts; it is a sword that kills. – Buddha
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside. – Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib, 1941
Communism is the death of the soul. It is the organization of total conformity – in short, of tyranny – and it is committed to making tyranny universal. – Adlai E. Stevenson
