The revolution is like a vessel filled with the pulsating heartbeat of millions of working people. Ernst Toller More Quotes by Ernst Toller More Quotes From Ernst Toller At that moment of realization I knew that I had been blind because I had wished not to see; it was only then that I realised, at last, that all these dead men, French and Germans, were brothers, and I was the brother of them all. Ernst Toller realization brother men In a quiet Franciscan monastery kind and silent monks looked after me. After many weeks I was discharged. Unfit for further service. Ernst Toller silent kind quiet I was at the front for thirteen months, and by the end of that time the sharpest perceptions had become dulled, the greatest words mean. Ernst Toller months perception mean Most people have no imagination. If they could imagine the sufferings of others, they would not make them suffer so. What separated a German mother from a French mother? Ernst Toller suffering-of-others mother people As a rule, people are afraid of truth. Each truth we discover in nature or social life, destroys the crutches on which we need to lean. Ernst Toller social people needs We revolutionaries acknowledge the right to revolution when we see that the situation is no longer tolerable, that it has become a frozen. Then we have the right to overthrow it. Ernst Toller frozen situation revolution The working class will not halt until socialism has been realized. Ernst Toller eugenics socialism class How happy I am to go to the front at last. To do my bit. To prove with my life what I think I feel. Ernst Toller inspire life thinking I saw the dead without really seeing them. Ernst Toller seeing saws As a boy I used to go to the Chamber of Horrors at the annual fair, to look at the wax figures of Emperors and Kings, of heroes and murderers of the day. The dead now had that same unreality, which shocks without arousing pity. Ernst Toller kings hero boys And suddenly, like light in darkness, the real truth broke in upon me; the simple fact of Man, which I had forgotten, which had lain deep buried and out of sight; the idea of community, of unity. Ernst Toller real simple truth Slogans which deafened us so that we could not hear the truth. Ernst Toller slogans truth Soldiers and peasants lived together on friendly terms; they knew each other and their everyday routines, and trusted each other; they shook their heads together over the war. Ernst Toller everyday-routine soldier war The French got enough from the Germans to save them from starvation; but many a woman sold herself for a loaf or a chunk of sausage. Ernst Toller starvation sausage enough After that I could never pass a dead man without stopping to gaze on his face, stripped by death of that earthly patina which masks the living soul. And I would ask, who were you? Where was your home? Who is mourning for you now? Ernst Toller you man home death And the spirit of revolution will not die while the hearts of these workers continue to beat. Ernst Toller die will revolution spirit Each had defended his own country; the Germans Germany, the Frenchmen France; they had done their duty. Ernst Toller own duty done country Gradually I became aware of details: a company of French soldiers was marching through the streets of the town. They broke formation, and went in single file along the communication trench leading to the front line. Another group followed them. Ernst Toller soldiers group details communication Later we learned that it was one of our own men hanging on the wire. Nobody could do anything for him; two men had already tried to save him, only to be shot themselves. Ernst Toller hanging nobody own men 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 stop good like cry
