Zitat des Tages von Whittaker Chambers:
On that road of the informer, it is always night. I cannot ever inform against anyone without feeling something die within me. I inform without pleasure, because it is necessary.
Human societies, like human beings, live by faith and die when faith dies.
For in this century, within the next decades, will be decided for generations whether all mankind is to become Communist, whether the whole world is to become free, or whether, in the struggle, civilization as we know it is to be completely destroyed or completely changed.
On a scale personal enough to be felt by all, but big enough to be symbolic, the two irreconcilable faiths of our time - Communism and Freedom - came to grips in the persons of two conscious and resolute men.
At issue in the Hiss Case was the question whether this sick society, which we call Western civilization, could in its extremity still cast up a man whose faith in it was so great that he would voluntarily abandon those things which men hold good, including life, to defend it.
When you understand what you see, you will no longer be children. You will know that life is pain, that each of us hangs always upon the cross of himself. And when you know that this is true of every man, woman and child on earth, you will be wiser.
In 1937, I began, like Lazarus, the impossible return.
The Communist vision is the vision of man without God.
It is popular to call it a crisis of the Western world. It is in fact a crisis of the whole world. Communism, which claims to be a solution of the crisis, is itself a symptom and an irritant of the crisis.
A man is not primarily a witness against something. That is only incidental to the fact that he is a witness for something.
I know that I am leaving the winning side for the losing side, but it is better to die on the losing side than to live under Communism.
My children, as long as you live, the shadow of the Hiss Case will brush you. In every pair of eyes that rests on you, you will see pass, like a cloud passing behind a woods in winter, the memory of your father - dissembled in friendly eyes, lurking in unfriendly eyes.
Every man is crucified upon the cross of himself.
The chief fruit of the First World War was the Russian Revolution and the rise of Communism as a national power.
At issue was the question whether this man's faith could prevail against a man whose equal faith it was that this society is sick beyond saving, and that mercy itself pleads for its swift extinction and replacement by another.
I do not know any way to explain why God's grace touches a man who seems unworthy of it.
A nation's life is about as long as its reverential memory.
Political freedom is a political reading of the Bible.
I see in Communism the focus of the concentrated evil of our time.