I Have Grown Used To The Fact

In Every Life There Is One Particular Event That Is Decisive For The Entire Person-for His Fate, His Convictions, His Passions.

I Have Always Had That Inner Drive, Since My Birth. And I Have Always Devoted Myself Gladly To Work - To Work And To The Struggle.

Work Is What Horses Die Of

If Only It Were All So Simple! If Only There Were Evil People Somewhere Insidiously Committing Evil Deeds, And It Were Necessary Only To Separate Them From The Rest Of Us And Destroy Them. But The Line Dividing Good And Evil Cuts Through The Heart Of Every Human Being. And Who Is Willing To Destroy A Piece Of His Own Heart?

Nothing Is More Boring Than A Man With A Career.