Companions, In Misery And Worse, That Is

Supreme Serenity Still Remains The Ideal Of Great Art. The Shapes And Transitory Forms Of Life Are But Stages Toward This Ideal, Which Christ's Religion Illuminates With His Divine Light.

My Mind And Fingers Have Worked Like The Damned. Homer, The Bible, Plato, Locke, Lamartine, Chateaubriand, Beethoven, Bach, Hummel, Mozart, Weber Are All Around Me. I Study Them. I Devour Them With Fury.

So Let Us Not Worry, And Look Instead As It Has Been Taught Us To Do, As The Birds Of The Air And The Lilies Of The Field, Keeping Complete Faith In Our Father's Goodness.

I Am Not Fond Of Speaking About Politics Because I Don't Have In My Possession An Army Of 200,000 Soldiers.

The Jew Continues To Monopolize Money, And He Loosens Or Strangles The Throat Of The State With The Loosening Or Strengthening Of His Purse Strings...he Has Empowered Himself With The Engines Of The Press, Which He Uses To Batter At The Foundations Of Society. He Is At The Bottom Of...every Enterprise That Will Demolish First Of All Thrones, Afterwards The Altar, Afterwards Civil Law.