Everything
that matters
in our intellectual
and moral life
begins with
an individual
confronting
his own mind
and conscience
in a room
by himself.
~ Arthur M. Schlesinger Jr.
RECONCILIATION
Word over all, beautiful as the sky,
Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost,
That the hands of the sister Death and Night incessantly
softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world;
For my enemy is dead, a man divine as myself is dead,
I look where he lies white-faced and still in the coffin - I draw near,
Bend down and touch lightly with my lips the white face in the coffin.
— Walt Whitman
from Whitman: Poetry and Prose, Viking
Uni-verse
