The Day Of Individual Happiness Has Passed.

Our Teachers Were Absolute Tyrants. They Had No Sympathy With Youth; Their One Object Was To Stuff Our Brains And Turn Us Into Erudite Apes Like Themselves. If Any Pupil Showed The Slightest Trace Of Originality, They Persecuted Him Relentlessly, And The Only Model Pupils Whom I Have Ever Got To Know Have All Been Failures In After-life.

Sporting Chivalrous Contest Helps Knit The Bonds Of Peace Between Nations. Therefore May The Olympic Flame Never Expire.

When Human Hearts Break And Human Hearts Despair, Then From The Twilight Of The Past The Great Conquerors Of Distress And Care, Of Disgrace And Misery, Of Spiritual Slavery And Physical Compulsion, Look Down On Them And Hold Out Their Eternal Hands To The Despairing Mortals.

It Is Necessary That I Should Die For My People; But My Spirit Will Rise From The Grave And The Whole World Will Know That I Was Right.

As Soon As The Theoretician Attempts To Take Account Of So-called 'utility' And 'reality' Instead Of Absolute Truth, His Work Will Cease To Be A Polar Star Of Seeking Humanity And Instead Will Become A Prescription For Everyday Life.