Where There Is Authority, There Is No

When We Have But The Will To Do It, That Very Moment Will Justice Be Done: That Very Instant The Tyrants Of The Earth Shall Bite The Dust.

The Whole Aspect Of The Universe Changes With This New Conception. The Idea Of Force Governing The World, Of Pre-established Law, Preconceived Harmony, Disappears To Make Room For The Harmony That Fourier Had Caught A Glimpse Of: The One Which Results From The Disorderly And Incoherent Movements Of Numberless Hosts Of Matter, Each Of Which Goes Its Own Way And All Of Which Hold Each Other In Equilibrium.

Sometimes He Would Advise Me To Read Poetry, And Would Send Me In His Letters Quantities Of Verses And Whole Poems, Which He Wrote From Memory. 'read Poetry,' He Wrote: 'poetry Makes Men Better.' How Often, In My Later Life, I Realized The Truth Of This Remark Of His! Read Poetry: It Makes Men Better.

Idlers Do Not Make History: They Suffer It!

The State Is Only One Of The Forms Assumed By Society In The Course Of History. Why Then Make No Distinction Between What Is Permanent And What Is Accidental?