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Do Nothing, Only Keep Agitating, Debating; And Things Will Destroy Themselves.

A Pygmy Standing On The Outward Crust Of This Small Planet, His Far-reaching Spirit Stretches Outward To The Infinite, And There Alone Finds Rest.

Woe To Him That Claims Obedience When It Is Not Due; Woe To Him That Refuses It When It Is.

There Must Be A New World If There Is To Be Any World At All!... These Days Of Universal Death Must Be Days Of Universal New Birth, If The Ruin Is Not To Be Total And Final! It Is Time To Make The Dullest Man Consider; And Ask Himself, Whence He Came? Whither He Is Bound?

Skepticism Means, Not Intellectual Doubt Alone, But Moral Doubt.