It Is Better To Make A Mistake

Man Has Become Great Through Struggle

I Realise That Man, In His Imperfection, Can Commit Innumerable Errors - But To Devote Myself Deliberately To Errors, That Is Something I Cannot Do. I Shall Never Come Personally To Terms With The Christian Lie. Our Epoch, In The Next 200 Years, Will Certainly See The End Of The Disease Of Christianity. My Regret Will Have Been That I Could Not Behold Its Demise.

To Fight, We Must Have Oil For Our Machine.

I Hold That This Must Be Said, For Treaties Only Make Sense When Concluded By Honor-loving Peoples And Honor-conscious Governments. Germany Wishes To Establish Honest Relations With The Peoples Of Neighboring Countries. We Have Done This In The East, And I Believe That Not Only Berlin But Warsaw As Well Will Rejoice In The Decontamination Of The Atmosphere Brought About Through Our Joint Efforts.

When I Recall My Teachers At School, I Realise That Half Of Them Were Abnormal. . . . We Pupils Of Old Austria Were Brought Up To Respect Old People And Women. But On Our Professors We Had No Mercy; They Were Our Natural Enemies. The Majority Of Them Were Somewhat Mentally Deranged, And Quite A Few Ended Their Days As Honest-to-god Lunatics! . . . I Was In Particular Bad Odor With The Teachers. I Showed Not The Slightest Aptitude For Foreign Languages - Though I Might Have, Had Not The Teacher Been A Congenital Idiot. I Could Not Bear The Sight Of Him.