The allies of the people are the people.

Here on earth there is one tribe only of parasites and ringleaders who are the victors, and one people only who are the vanquished." But, as in those earliest ages, will not thoughtful faces arise out of the darkness?
(For this is Chaos and the animal Kingdom; and Reason being no more, she has yet to be born.) "You must think; but with your own ideas, not other people's." That lowly saying, a straw whirling in the measureless hand-to-hand struggle of the armies, shines in my soul above all others.

To think is to hold that the masses have so far wrought too much evil without wishing it, and that the ancient authorities, everywhere clinging fast, violate humanity and separate the inseparable.
There have been those who magnificently dared.

There have been bearers of the truth, men who groped in the world's tumult, trying to make plain order of it.

They discover what we did not yet know; chiefly they discover what we no longer knew.
But what a panic is here, among the powerful and the powers that be! "Truth is revolutionary! Get you gone, truth-bearers! Away with you, reformers! You bring in the reign of men!" That cry was thrown into my ears one tortured night, like a whisper from deeps below, when he of the broken wings was dying, when he struggled tumultuously against the opening of men's eyes; but I had always heard it round about me, always.
In official speeches, sometimes, at moments of great public flattery, they speak like the reformers, but that is only the diplomacy which aims at felling them better.