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In A Small Polish Farm Community, During The Fall Planting Season Of 1981, Events Occurred Which Electrified The World, Sending Reverberations Of Magnitude To Capitals As Diverse As Washington, Peking And Especially Moscow.

The Master In The Art Of Living Makes Little Distinction Between His Work And His Play, His Labor And His Leisure, His Mind And His Body, His Information And His Recreation, His Love And His Religion. He Hardly Knows Which Is Which. He Simply Pursues His Vision Of Excellence At Whatever He Does, Leaving Others To Decide Whether He Is Working Or Playing. To Him He's Always Doing Both.

A Nation Becomes What Its Young People Read In Their Youth. Its Ideals Are Fashioned Then, Its Goals Strongly Determined.

Not Too Many People Work In A Job Where, Waiting Out There Are Three Or Four Hundred People Who Are Paid To Tear Apart What You've Done. And Often They Are Brighter Than You Are, Or They Know More About The Subject Than You Do, Or They Wish They Had Written A Book Themselves, Or Done A Lot Better. Or They Just Don't Like It! And You Have To Live With It.

Animals Form An Inalienable Fragment Of Nature, And If We Hasten The Disappearance Of Even One Species, We Diminish Our World And Our Place In It.