Nationalism is the love which ties me to the blockheads of my country, to the insultors of my way of life, and to the desecrators of my language.
Karl KrausMy request that my writing be read twice has aroused great indignation. Unjustly so. After all, I do not ask that they be read once.
Karl KrausWhat torture, this life in society! Often someone is obliging enough to offer me a light, and in order to oblige him I have to fish a cigarette out of my pocket.
Karl Kraus