No man is a hero to his valet. This is not because the hero is no hero, but because the valet is a valet.
It is a matter of perfect indifference where a thing originated; the only question is: "Is it true in and for itself?"
If you want to love you must serve, if you want freedom you must die.
Once the state has been founded, there can no longer be any heroes. They come on the scene only in uncivilized conditions.
Poverty in itself does not make men into a rabble; a rabble is created only when there is joined to poverty a disposition of mind, an inner indignation against the rich, against society, against the government.
To him who looks upon the world rationally, the world in its turn presents a rational aspect. The relation is mutual.