I Believe In Providence And I Believe

Only A Handful Of Germans In The Reich Had The Slightest Conception Of The Eternal And Merciless Struggle For The German Language, German Schools, And A German Way Of Life. Only Today, When The Same Deplorable Misery Is Forced On Many Millions Of Germans From The Reich, Who Under Foreign Rule Dream Of Their Common Fatherland And Strive, Amid Their Longing, At Least To Preserve Their Holy Right To Their Mother Tongue, Do Wider Circles Understand What It Means To Be Forced To Fight For One's Nationality.

I Drank My Bottle Of Milk And Ate My Morsel Of Bread Somewhere On The Outskirts, While I Circumspectly Studied My Environment Or Else Fell To Meditating On My Own Harsh Lot.

Struggle Is The Father Of All Things, Virtue Lies In Blood, Leadership Is Primary And Decisive

All Work Which Is Necessary Ennobles Him Who Performs It. Only One Thing Is Shameful - To Contribute Nothing To The Community.

I Was Not In Agreement With The Sharp Anti-semitic Tone, But From Time To Time I Read Arguments Which Gave Me Some Food For Thought. At All Events, These Occasions Slowly Made Me Acquainted With The Man And The Movement, Which In Those Days Guided Vienna's Destinies: Dr. Karl Lueger And The Christian Social Party.