In The Kingdom Of The Blind, The

War Is Sweet To Those Who Have Not Experienced It.

Nature, More Of A Stepmother Than A Mother In Several Ways, Has Sown A Seed Of Evil In The Hearts Of Mortals, Especially In The More Thoughtful Men, Which Makes Them Dissatisfied With Their Own Lot And Envious Of Another S.

A Nail Is Driven Out By Another Nail. Habit Is Overcome By Habit.

The Jewish Usurers Are Fast-rooted Even In The Smallest Villages, And If They Lend Five Gulden They Require A Security Of Six Times As Much. They Charge Interest, Upon Interest, And Upon This Again Interest, So That The Poor Man Loses Everything That He Owns.

Nowadays The Rage For Possession Has Got To Such A Pitch That There Is Nothing In The Realm Of Nature, Whether Sacred Or Profane, Out Of Which Profit Cannot Be Squeezed.