The Ideas That Have Lighted My Way

War Seems To Me To Be A Mean, Contemptible Thing: I Would Rather Be Hacked In Pieces Than Take Part In Such An Abominable Business. And Yet So High, In Spite Of Everything, Is My Opinion Of The Human Race That I Believe This Bogey Would Have Disappeared Long Ago, Had The Sound Sense Of The Nations Not Been Systematically Corrupted By Commercial And Political Interests Acting Through The Schools And The Press

I Want To Be Cremated So People Won't Come To Worship At My Bones.

He Who Joyfully Marches To Music In Rank And File Has Already Earned My Contempt. He Has Been Given A Large Brain By Mistake, Since For Him The Spinal Cord Would Fully Suffice. This Disgrace To Civilization Should Be Done Away With At Once. Heroism At Command, Senseless Brutality, Deplorable Love-of-country Stance, How Violently I Hate All This, How Despicable And Ignoble War Is; I Would Rather Be Torn To Shreds Than Be A Part Of So Base An Action! It Is My Conviction That Killing Under The Cloak Of War Is Nothing But An Act Of Murder.

Any Brief Military Advantage The Usa Might Gain With Nuclear Weapons Would Be Offset By Political And Psychological Losses And Damage To American Prestige. The United States Might Even Touch Off A Worldwide Armaments Race.

Dostoevsky Gives Me More Than Any Scientist, More Than Gauss.