Thousands of animals (now billions) are butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. It cries vengeance upon all the human race.

I know at last what distinguishes man from animals; financial worries.

Be reverent before the dawning day. Do not think of what will be in a year, or in ten years. Think of to-day.

You desire a popular art? Begin by having a "people" whose minds are liberated, a people not crushed by misery and ceaseless toil, not brutalized by every superstition and every fanaticism, a people of itself, and victor in the fight that is being waged today.

I would rather have this life of combat than the moral calm and mournful stupor of these last years. God give me struggle, enemies, howling crowds, all the combot of which I am capable.

I find war detestable but those who praise it without participating in it even more so.

Each man must learn his own ideal and try to accomplish it: that is a surer way of progress than to take the ideas of another.