There is no way to peace. Peace is the way.
A. J. MusteRead
We cannot have peace if we are only concerned with peace. War is not an accident. It is the logical outcome of a certain way of life. If we want to attack war, we have to attack that way of life.
Interpretation
True peace requires addressing the underlying issues that lead to conflict rather than simply wishing for peace.
A. J. Muste suggests that peace cannot be achieved merely by desiring it; it necessitates a profound examination of our lifestyle and societal values that give rise to war. He argues that war is a predictable result of certain life choices and beliefs, implying that to genuinely pursue peace, one must confront and change the root causes of conflict, rather than focusing solely on the notion of peace itself.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about social justice and conflict resolution at a community meeting.
There is no way to peace. Peace is the way.
In a world built on violence, one must be a revolutionary before one can be a pacifist.
There is a certain indolence in us, a wish not to be disturbed, which tempts us to think that when things are quiet, all is well. Subconsciously, we tend to give the preference to 'social peace,' though it be only apparent, because our lives and possessions seem then secure. Actually, human beings acquiesce too easily in evil conditions; they rebel far too little and too seldom. There is nothing noble about acquiescence in a cramped life or mere submission to superior force.
We are all brothers and we are all suffering the same fate. The same smoke floats over all our heads. Help one another. It is the only way to survive. (pg. 39)
I have suffered from being misunderstood, but I would have suffered a hell of a lot more if I had been understood.
God, the Great Giver, can open the whole universe to our gaze in the narrow space of a single land.
At such a moment, it is not the physical pain which hurts the most (and this applies to adults as much as to punished children); it is the mental agony caused by the injustice, the unreasonableness of it all.
All sixteen mentioned her jutting ribs, the insubstantiality of her thighs, and one, who went up to the roof with Lux during a warm winter rain, told us how the basins of her collarbones collected water.
For me the present is merged in eternity. I may not sacrifice the latter for the present.
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