Slogans which deafened us so that we could not hear the truth.

We revolutionaries acknowledge the right to revolution when we see that the situation is no longer tolerable, that it has become a frozen. Then we have the right to overthrow it.

Most people have no imagination. If they could imagine the sufferings of others, they would not make them suffer so. What separated a German mother from a French mother?

And suddenly, like light in darkness, the real truth broke in upon me; the simple fact of Man, which I had forgotten, which had lain deep buried and out of sight; the idea of community, of unity.

I was at the front for thirteen months, and by the end of that time the sharpest perceptions had become dulled, the greatest words mean.

In a quiet Franciscan monastery kind and silent monks looked after me. After many weeks I was discharged. Unfit for further service.

Soldiers and peasants lived together on friendly terms; they knew each other and their everyday routines, and trusted each other; they shook their heads together over the war.

The working class will not halt until socialism has been realized.

The revolution is like a vessel filled with the pulsating heartbeat of millions of working people.

I saw the dead without really seeing them.

As a rule, people are afraid of truth. Each truth we discover in nature or social life, destroys the crutches on which we need to lean.

It is experience which teaches, not controversy based on supposed logic and assumptions of what is likely to be true.

The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery.

A timid person is frightened before a danger, a coward during the time, and a courageous person afterward.

Talk about sexist - have you ever, ever, heard someone come up to a woman and say 'find your masculine side?' And by the way women, if you find your masculine side - I'm not interested.

I am afraid that as evangelicals, we think that a work of art only has value if we reduce it to a tract.

Whether you like it or not - I want to close the Dutch borders.

It's funny to be a critic.

We know less about the ocean's bottom than about the moon's back side.

Just as a very little fresh water is blown away by a storm of wind and dust, in like manner the good deeds, that we think we do in this life, are overwhelmed by the multitude of evils.

Man has survived hitherto because he was too ignorant to know how to realise his wishes- Now that he can realise them, he must either change them or perish