I See Too Deep And

At The Touch Of Mankind, Things Wear Away With Heartbreaking Slowness.

I Believe, In Spite Of All, In Truth's Victory. I Believe In The Momentous Value, Hereafter Inviolable, Of Those Few Truly Fraternal Men In All The Countries Of The World, Who, In The Oscillation Of National Egoisms Let Loose, Stand Up And Stand Out, Steadfast As The Glorious Statues Of Right And Duty.

Let Everything Be Remade On Simple Lines. There Is Only One People, There Is Only One People!

I Do Not Regret My Youth And Its Beliefs. Up To Now, I Have Wasted My Time To Live. Youth Is The True Force, But It Is Too Rarely Lucid. Sometimes It Has A Triumphant Liking For What Is Now, And The Pugnacious Broadside Of Paradox May Please It. But There Is A Degree In Innovation Which They Who Have Not Lived Very Much Cannot Attain. And Yet Who Knows If The Stern Greatness Of Present Events Will Not Have Educated And Aged The Generation Which To-day Forms Humanity's Effective Frontier? Whatever Our Hope May Be, If We Did Not Place It In Youth, Where Should We Place It?

It Was Suicide. Others Killed Themselves With Poison Or With A Revolver. I Killed Myself With Minutes And Hours.