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The night folds her trembling hands over a weary world. Out of a pale blue rises the shining moon. My thoughts are flying to the stars like lonely swans.

Joseph Goebbels

Crisis is the path to happiness. Decay and disintegration do not spell doom, but ascent and beginning. The powerful forces of a new creation operate in the hush beyond the noise of the day.
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Beginning Beyond Creation Destruction Force Happiness Path Perspective Powerful
If you repeat a lie often enough it becomes accepted as truth.
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Acceptance Enough Lie Repeat Truth Yourself
Not every item of news should be published. Rather must those who control news policies endeavor to make every item of news serve a certain purpose.
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Control Media News Policy Publish Purpose Service
If the day should ever come when we must go, if some day we are compelled to leave the scene of history, we will slam the door so hard that the universe will shake and mankind will stand back in stupefaction.
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Day Hard History Kind Leaving Man Stand Universe
The end of the year! I draw the balance. Inquiry of conscience and request to the Spirit for progress and maturity.
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Balance Conscience Draw End Maturity Progress Spirit
Christianity is not a religion for the masses, let alone for all. Cultivated by few and translated into deeds, it is one of the most splendid blossoms that can grow in the soul of a good man.
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Alone Goodness Growth Man Religion Soul Translation
To attract people, to win over people to that which I have realized as being true, that is called propaganda.
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Attraction People Propaganda True Win
If we are attacked we can only defend ourselves with guns not with butter.
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Attack Defence Ourselves Weapon
I’m so despondent about everything. Everything I try goes totally wrong. There’s no escape from this hole here. I feel drained. So far, I still haven’t found a real purpose in life. Sometimes, I’m afraid to get out of bed in the morning. There’s nothing to get up for.
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Afraid Bed Escape Fear Feeling Morning Myself Try Wake Up Wrong
Revolutions are spiritual acts. They appear first in people, then in politics and the economy. New people form new structures. The transformation we want is first of all spiritual; that will necessarily change the way things are.
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Act Appearance Change Economy Necessary People Politics Revolution Spiritual Structure Transformation Way
The experience of the individual has become the experience of the people, thanks solely to the camera.
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Camera Experience Media People Thankful
I believe in God. When everything collapses, we grip the last hold, we look from the secure haven how the godless society of the old, holy Europe falls apart. May the game begin.
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Beginning Believe Destruction Game God Hold Society
We have had much to bear already. And still more will we have to bear. Let us thank God for being young.
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God Gratitude Hard Time Thankful Young
The modern man is necessarily a seeker of God, maybe a Man of Christ.
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God Man Modern Necessary Seek
It would not be impossible to prove with sufficient repetition and a psychological understanding of the people concerned that a square is in fact a circle. They are mere words, and words can be molded until they clothe ideas and disguise.
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Clothes Disguise Evidence Fact Ideas Impossible People Psychology Repeat Understand Word
At night I sit in my chamber and read the bible. Far in the distance roars the sea. Then I lie down and think for a long time about the calm and pale man from Nazareth.
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Book Distance Man Myself Night Reading Religious Sea Thinking Time

The night folds her trembling hands over a weary world. Out of a pale blue rises the shining moon. My thoughts are flying to the stars like lonely swans.

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