IT WAS LIKE CALM AFTER A STORM - but there was no calm within him.
   Just as, after the storm, the ocean continues to rumble beneath a seemingly calm surface and the power of the long-drawn-out waves becomes more threatening than before, so revolt continued to agitate the young man.
   He raged against humanity.
   What sort of creatures were those who debased themselves so far as to make themselves slaves of their own free will; and what sort of creatures were these who asserted themselves so insolently that they believed that they had the right to rule over their fellow men?
   He could understand neither the ones nor the others. Watching them, he was seized by a new horror, which remained with him through all these weeks — the horror of words.

   WORDS! — Language had been created by people to bring them closer together and to enable them to communicate.
   In reality it was through these very words that they became estranged; and the more words they used the more estranged they became. Their words created rifts between them instead of building bridges, and instead of bringing peace brought nothing but unending strife.
   They could not agree on the meanings of words, even the most important ones.
   They spoke of love but lived in a world of hate.
   They spoke of brotherhood, but thought only of how they could deceive and score over one another.
   They spoke of equality, but there was more inequality among them than could be seen among any other species of animal.
   They spoke of truth but demonstrated that the lie rules the world — even their so-called Goddess of justice was blindfolded, presumably so that she would not see the true reasons for their actions.
   These words — and many more — were used countless times, day in and day out, and no-one ever gave them a single thought; on the rare occasions when they needed a definition one gave one meaning and one another to the very same words, and the simplest conversation ended in confusion.
  Honest people became embarrassed when asked what they meant, tired themselves with explanations and left the subject without a definite conclusion; dishonest ones recognized how useful this confusion was to them and used it to its fullest extent.
   Words! People fashioned them into weapons to use in the unequal struggle before they turned again to those of iron and steel.