If The Bees Disappear, Man

When I Was A Fairly Precocious Young Man I Became Thoroughly Impressed With The Futility Of The Hopes And Strivings That Chase Most Men Restlessly Through Life. Moreover, I Soon Discovered The Cruelty Of That Chase, Which In Those Years Was Much More Carefully Covered Up By Hypocrisy And Glittering Words Than Is The Case Today. By The Mere Existence Of His Stomach Everyone Was Condemned To Participate In That Chase. The Stomach Might Well Be Satisfied By Such Participation, But Not Man Insofar As He Is A Thinking And Feeling Being.

Everyday Is An Oportunity To Make A New Happy Ending.

I Have Never Belonged Wholeheartedly To A Country, A State, Nor To A Circle Of Friends, Nor Even To My Own Family. When I Was Still A Rather Precocious Young Man, I Already Realized Most Vividly The Futility Of The Hopes And Aspirations That Most Men Pursue Throughout Their Lives. Well-being And Happiness Never Appeared To Me As An Absolute Aim. I Am Even Inclined To Compare Such Moral Aims To The Ambitions Of A Pig.

Money Only Appeals To Selfishness And Always Tempts Its Owners Irresistibly To Abuse It. Can Anyone Imagine Moses, Jesus, Or Gandhi Armed With The Money-bags Of Carnegie?

By Academic Freedom I Understand The Right To Search For Truth And To Publish And Teach What One Holds To Be True. This Right Also Implies A Duty: One Must Not Conceal Any Part Of What One Has Recognized To Be True.