There Is No Greater Stupidity Than For

Parliamentary Cretinism: That Peculiar Malady Which Since 1848 Has Raged All Over The Continent, Which Holds Those Infected By It Fast In An Imaginary World And Robs Them Of All Sense, All Memory, All Understanding Of The Rude External World.

Although Usury Is Itself A Form Of Credit In Its Bourgeoisified Form, The Form Adapted To Capital , In Its Pre-bourgeois Form It Is Rather The Expression Of The Lack Of Credit .

The Way People Get Their Living Determines Their Social Outlook.

I Am Nothing But I Must Be Everything.

The World Will Be For The Common People, And The Sounds Of Happiness Will Reach Even The Deepest Springs.