...Each of you will begin to be truly human when, in spite of your natural dislike of one another, you still respect one another. That is what it mea… - William Saroyan

He got up and stalked out of the house, slamming the screen door.
My mother explained.
He has a gentle heart, she said. It is simply that he is homesick and such a large man.

I miss you of course and I think of you all the time. I am O.K., and even though I have never believed in wars - and know them to be foolish, even when they are necessary - I am proud that I am involved since so many others are, and this is what's happening. I do not recognize any enemy which is human, for no human being can be my enemy. Whoever he is, he is my friend. My quarrel is not with him, but with that unfortunate part of him which I seek to destroy in myself first.

A man cannot write a poem or a story that will transform the whole nature of man, his reality and his truth, making them greater and nobler.