If every one would only fight for his own convictions, there’d be no war.[Ежели бы все воевали только по своим убеждениям, войны бы не было.]
Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.
And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees — just as things grow in fast movies — I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
