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Even peace may be purchased at too high a price.
Even peace may be purchased at too high a price.
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of read more
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly
host praising God, and saying
Glory read more
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly
host praising God, and saying
Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward
men.
A severe war lurks under the show of peace.
[Lat., Mars gravior sub pace latet.]
A severe war lurks under the show of peace.
[Lat., Mars gravior sub pace latet.]
Peace, commerce, and honest friendship with all nations — entangling alliances with none.
Peace, commerce, and honest friendship with all nations — entangling alliances with none.
One little person, giving all of her time to peace, makes news. Many people, giving some of their time, can read more
One little person, giving all of her time to peace, makes news. Many people, giving some of their time, can make history.
I prefer the most unfair peace to the most righteous war.
[Lat., Iniquissimam pacem justissimo bello antefero.]
I prefer the most unfair peace to the most righteous war.
[Lat., Iniquissimam pacem justissimo bello antefero.]
Mercy and truth are met together; righteousness and peace have
kissed each other.
Mercy and truth are met together; righteousness and peace have
kissed each other.
We Are The Living Graves Of Murdered Beasts
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy read more
We Are The Living Graves Of Murdered Beasts
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy our appetites
We never pause to wonder at our feasts
If animals, like men, can possibly
have rights
We pray on Sundays that we may have light
To guide our footsteps on the path we
tread
We're sick of war We do not want to
fight
The thought of it now fills our hearts with dread
And yet we gorge ourselves upon the dead
Like carrion crows we live and feed on meat
Regardless of the suffering and pain
We cause by doing so. If thus we treat
Defenseless animals for sport or gain
How can we hope in this world to attain
the PEACE we say we are so anxious for
We pray for it o'er hecatombs of slain
To God, while outraging the moral law
Thus cruelty begets its offspring: war.