Once more a red fire blows steeply upwards...the factory will do no more work for Herr Churchill...tomorrow morning Coventry will lie in smoke and ruins.

The end of the year! I draw the balance. Inquiry of conscience and request to the Spirit for progress and maturity.

There will come a day, when all the lies will collapse under their own weight, and truth will again triumph.

Crisis is the path to happiness. Decay and disintegration do not spell doom, but ascent and beginning. The powerful forces of a new creation operate in the hush beyond the noise of the day.

To attract people, to win over people to that which I have realized as being true, that is called propaganda.

Man is and remains an animal.Here a beast of prey, there a housepet, but always an animal.

The masses need something that will give them a thrill of horror.