I Am One Thing, My Writings Are

This Tremendous Event Is Still On Its Way, Still Wandering; It Has Not Yet Reached The Ears Of Men. Lightning And Thunder Require Time; The Light On The Stars Requires Time; Deeds Though Done, Still Require Time To Be Seen And Heard. This Deed Is Still More Distant From Them Than The Most Distant Stars - And Yet They Have Done It Themselves.

When A Nation Is On The Downward Path, When It Feels Its Belief In Its Own Future, Its Hope Of Freedom Slipping From It, When It Begins To See Submission As A First Necessity And The Virtues Of Submission As Measures Of Self-preservation, Then It Must Overhaul Its God.

Does Wisdom Perhaps Appear On The Earth As A Raven Which Is Inspired By The Smell Of Carrion?

One Lives For The Day, One Lives Very Fast, One Lives Very Irresponsibly: Precisely This Is Called "freedom."

Tolerance Is A Proof Of Distrust In One's Own Ideals.