All disasters stem from us. Why is there war? Perhaps because now and then I might be inclined to snap at my neighbor. Because I and my neighbor and everyone else do not have enough love. Yet we would fight war and all its excrescences by releasing, each day, the love which is shackled inside us, and giving it a chance to live. And I believe that I will never be able to hate any human being for their so-called “wickedness,” that I shall only hate the evil that is within me, though that is perhaps putting it too strongly even then. In any case, we cannot be lax enough in what we demand of others and strict enough in what we demand of ourselves.
~~Etty Hillesum
A Word From the Wise 