A Nation Without A Religion - That

We Can Do Without Butter, But, Despite All Our Love Of Peace, Not Without Arms. One Cannot Shoot With Butter, But With Guns.

At Night I Sit In My Chamber And Read The Bible. Far In The Distance Roars The Sea. Then I Lie Down And Think For A Long Time About The Calm And Pale Man From Nazareth.

If You Repeat A Lie Often Enough, People Will Believe It, And You Will Even Come To Believe It Yourself.

I Would Like To Be A Parson On This Island. Explain The Sermon On The Mount To Ordinary People And Let The World Be The World.

When You Stroll Through Munich It Can Happen That You Suddenly Stand In Front Of An Old House, An Idyllically-dreaming Church That Smiles Like A Friendly Anachronism Into Our Modern Time.