The Japanese are a disease of the skin...the Communists are a disease of the heart. Everything personal was political... Two reds sandwiching a black...

We should be too big to take offense and too noble to give it.

n sooth, I know not why I am so sad: It wearies me; you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.

Some fatherlands are difficult. Germany is one of them. But it is our fatherland. Here is where we live and work.

Written By Gustav Heinemann

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