With The Shock Of War The State

Society Is One Vast Conspiracy For Carving One Into The Kind Of Statue Likes, And Then Placing It In The Most Convenient Niche It Has.

A Man With Few Friends Is Only Half-developed; There Are Whole Sides Of His Nature Which Are Locked Up And Have Never Been Expressed. He Cannot Unlock Them Himself, He Cannot Even Discover Them; Friends Alone Can Stimulate Him And Open Him.

Diplomacy Is A Disguised War, In Which States Seek To Gain By Barter And Intrigue, By The Cleverness Of Arts, The Objectives Which They Would Have To Gain More Clumsily By Means Of War.

With The Shock Of War The State Comes Into Its Own Again.

Few People Even Scratch The Surface, Much Less Exhaust The Contemplation Of Their Own Experience.