There in the midst of German life is an alien and isolated race of men. Loud and self-conscious in their dress, hot-blooded and restless in their manner. An Asiatic horde on the sandy plains of Prussia. Forming among themselves a close corporation, rigorously shut off from the rest of the world.
Walther RathenauA man must be strong enough to mold the peculiarity of his imperfections into the perfection of his peculiarities.
Walther RathenauThree hundred men, each of whom knows all the other, govern the fate of the European continent, and they elect their successors from their entourage.
Walther RathenauThree hundred men, who all know each other direct the economic destinies of the Continent and they look for successors among their friends and relations. This is not the place to examine the strange causes of this strange state of affairs which throws a ray of light on the obscurity of our social future.
Walther Rathenau