Insofar as man as an animal, he lives by struggle, he lives at the expanse of the others whom he fears and hates. Life then is a war.

Peace is much harder to define. Peace is neither an original paradisiacal state nor a form of co-existence by mutual consent. Peace is something we can only sense and search for. True peace is difficult and unusual than any other achievement- even for two persons who live together and need each other.
Many believe that the last war set in motion such a gigantic mechanism of horror that future generations would be frightened of ever making war again. But the opinion is absolutely mistaken. Fear teaches men nothing. If men enjoy killing, no memory of war will deter them nor will the knowledge of the material damage wrought by war.

That is why I believe that world peace cannot be brought about by preaching, organization and propaganda, just as a philosopher’s stone cannot be invented by a congress of chemist. What then can give rise to the true spirit of peace on earth? Not commandments, not practical experience. Like all human progress, the love of peace must come from the knowledge which may be seen and formulated in thousand different ways. But it must always embody one truth, the knowledge of living substance in each of us, the secret magic, and the secret godliness each of us bears within.
What am I saying is self-evident. Just as every soldier shut to death is an eternal repetition of an error, so the truth must be repeated forever and ever in thousand forms.
Therefore to us erring brothers and sisters, love is possible even in discord. Not judgment or hatred. But patient love and loving patience lead us closer to the goal.