I Know At Last What

Take Possession Of The Air, Submit The Elements, Penetrate The Last Redoubts Of Nature, Make Space Retreat, Make Death Retreat.

Be Reverent Before The Dawning Day. Do Not Think Of What Will Be In A Year, Or In Ten Years. Think Of To-day.

To A Man Whose Mind Is Free There Is Something Even More Intolerable In The Sufferings Of Animals Than In The Sufferings Of Man. For With The Latter It Is At Least Admitted That Suffering Is Evil And That The Man Who Causes It Is A Criminal. But Thousands Of Animals Are Uselessly Butchered Every Day Without A Shadow Of Remorse. If Any Man Were To Refer To It, He Would Be Thought Ridiculous. And That Is The Unpardonable Crime.

Everyone, Deep Down Within, Carries A Small Cemetery Of Those He Has Loved.

History Furnishes To Politics All The Arguments That It Needs, For The Chosen Cause.