Yes, that also.
In the friendly solitude of these familiar spots on the top of this hill, at these cross-roads where the lane has led me like an unending companion, not far from the place where the gentle slope waits for you to entice you, I quake to hear myself think and blaspheme.

What, that notion of Motherland also, which has so often thrilled me with gladness and enthusiasm, as but lately that of God did?
But it is in Motherland's name, as once in the name of God only, that humanity robs itself and tries to choke itself with its own hands, as it will soon succeed in doing.

It is because of motherland that the big countries, more rich in blood, have overcome the little ones.

It is because of motherland that the overlord of German nationalism attacked France and let civil war loose among the people of the world.
The question must be placed there where it is, that is to say, everywhere at once.

One must see face to face, in one glance, all those immense, distinct unities which each shout "I!" The idea of motherland is not a false idea, but it is a little idea, and one which must remain little.
There is only one common good.