We are born into this time and must bravely follow the path to the destined end. There is no other way. Our duty is to hold on to the lost position, without hope, without rescue, like that Roman soldier whose bones were found in front of a door in Pompeii, who, during the eruption of Vesuvius, died at his post because they forgot to relieve him. That is greatness. That is what it means to be a thoroughbred. The honorable end is the one thing that can not be taken from a man.

The last man of the world-city no longer wants to live--he may cling to life as an individual, but as a type, as an aggregate, no, for it is a characteristic of this collective existence that it eliminates the terror of death.

Pacifism will remain an ideal, war a fact, and if the White race decides to wage it no longer, the dark ones will, and will become the masters of the world.

If you are clever enough to figure out what men want, you are either too wise to marry them or too intimidating for them to marry you.

What is truth? For the multitude, that which it continually reads and hears.

When the Englishman speaks of national wealth he means the number of millionaires in the country.

Fortunately, at the last hour, there were always a few soldiers to save Civilization.