I believe that every man on earth is my brother. He has a hearth amd soul like mine. Not only does he has ability to understand friendship but he also has the capacity to create beauty. I have met several men all over the world. I have met my brother in the most savage jungle of New guinea. I have seen him clearly walking before me in tokyo.

I have lived without fear in my brother's house. In the wildest part of Guadalcanal. I had to spend days with men who thought they still lived in the old stone Age. Nevertheless, we got along fine. In india, I lived for several days with villagers who didn't know a bit of english. It didn't stop me from getting to know them though I couldn't speak their language. Differences in social customs were never a hindrance in my great desire to know them well.

The savage Melanesians in the New Hebrides ate roast dog and I ate Army spam. If we had wanted to emphasize differences, I am certain each of us could have realize the other was insane.

I was really fortunate that I was able to travel among my brothers and to live with them for a while. However , I don't want to think that it is my right to preach to other people and to insist that they accept all men as their brothers. These things happen gradually.

To my home, come brown men and yellow men and black men all over world. In other countries, I have tried living and eating with my brothers. In my own country, I am very willing to let them live and eat with me in my home. I truly believe that all men are my brothers. I know it everytime I see them in my home.