Just As King Midas Turned Everything To

The Line Separating Good And Evil Passes Not Through States, Nor Between Classes, Nor Between Political Parties Either - But Right Through Every Human Heart - And Through All Human Hearts. This Line Shifts. Inside Us, It Oscillates With The Years. And Even Within Hearts Overwhelmed By Evil, One Small Bridgehead Of Good Is Retained.

... We Brush Aside All Scales Not Our Own, As If They Were Follies Or Delusions.

If Only It Were All So Simple! If Only There Were Evil People Somewhere Insidiously Committing Evil Deeds, And It Were Necessary Only To Separate Them From The Rest Of Us And Destroy Them. But The Line Dividing Good And Evil Cuts Through The Heart Of Every Human Being. And Who Is Willing To Destroy A Piece Of His Own Heart?

I Was Always Optimistic. And I Held To And Was Guided By My Views.

If One Is Forever Cautious, Can One Remain A Human Being?