That which the Fascists hate above all else, is intelligence.
Our life is a hope which is continually converting itself into memory and memory in its turn begets hope.
Dream abides; it is the only things that abides; vision abides.
Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.
Suffering is the substance of life and the root of personality, for it is only suffering that makes us persons.
Man dies of cold, not of darkness.