Nothing Is More Powerful Than

The Dissident Does Not Operate In The Realm Of Genuine Power At All. He Is Not Seeking Power. He Has No Desire For Office And Does Not Gather Votes. He Does Not Attempt To Charm The Public, He Offers Nothing And Promises Nothing. He Can Offer, If Anything, Only His Own Skin - And He Offers It Solely Because He Has No Other Way Of Affirming The Truth He Stands For. His Actions Simply Articulate His Dignity As A Citizen, Regardless Of The Cost.

We Ask Ourselves All Kinds Of Questions, Such As Why Does A Peacock Have Such Beautiful Feathers, And We May Answer That He Needs The Feathers To Impress A Female Peacock, But Then We Ask Ourselves, And Why Is There A Peacock? And Then We Ask, Why Is There Anything Living? And Then We Ask, Why Is There Anything At All? And If You Tell Some Advocate Of Scientism That The Answer Is A Secret, He Will Go White Hot And Write A Book. But It Is A Secret. And The Experience Of Living With The Secret And Thinking About It Is In Itself A Kind Of Faith.

The Salvation Of This Human World Lies Nowhere Else Than In The Human Heart, In The Human Power To Reflect, In Human Meekness And Human Responsibility.

It Lies In Human Nature That Where You Experience Your First Laughs, You Also Remember The Age Kindly.

Ultimately, Power Only Really Listens To Power, And If Government Is To Be Improved, We Must Be Able To Threaten Its Existence, Not Merely Its Reputation.