One Degrades Oneself Sometimes In The Effort

I Will Tell You What War Is. War Is A Psychosis Caused By An Inability To See Relationships. Our Relationship With Our Fellowmen. Our Relationship With Our Economic And Historical Situation. And Above All Our Relationship To Nothingness, To Death.

People Knew Less Of Each Other, Perhaps, But They Felt More Free Of Each Other, And So Were More Individual. The Entire World Was Not For Them Only A Push Or A Switch Away. Strangers Were Strange, And Sometimes With An Exciting, Beautiful Strangeness. It May Be Better For Humanity That We Should Communicate More And More.

To Despise All Effort Is The Greatest Effort Of All.

The Privileges Of Knowledge Have To Be Bought At The Cost Of The Consolations Of Ignorance.

Wolves Don't Hunt Singly, But Always In Pairs. The Lone Wolf Was A Myth.