We thrust our fingers into our ears to stop its moan; but it was no good; the cry cut like a drill into our heads, dragging minutes into hours, hours into years. We withered and grew old between those cries. — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
After that I could never pass a dead man without stopping to gaze on his face, stripped by death of that earthly patina which… — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
As a rule, people are afraid of truth. Each truth we discover in nature or social life, destroys the crutches on which we need… — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
And suddenly, like light in darkness, the real truth broke in upon me; the simple fact of Man, which I had forgotten, which had… — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
And the spirit of revolution will not die while the hearts of these workers continue to beat. — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
We thrust our fingers into our ears to stop its moan; but it was no good; the cry cut like a drill into our… — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
At that moment of realization I knew that I had been blind because I had wished not to see; it was only then that… — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
The revolution is like a vessel filled with the pulsating heartbeat of millions of working people. — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
Later we learned that it was one of our own men hanging on the wire. Nobody could do anything for him; two men had… — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
The French got enough from the Germans to save them from starvation; but many a woman sold herself for a loaf or a chunk… — Ernst Toller Copy Share Image
