“Fascism was not a political doctrine for us, it was not an economic doctrine, it was not an imitation of foreign models, and our encounters with foreign fascisms only enabled us to better understand national originalities, and not least our own. But fascism is a spirit. First of all, an anti-conformist, anti-bourgeois spirit, and irreverence is part of it. It is a spirit that opposes prejudices, class and all others. It is also the spirit of friendship, which we hope will rise to the level of national friendship.”

- Robert Brasillach

"This is my happy land, my home, my pride."

– Luís Vaz de Camões ?? | The Lusiads

"I am suspicious of those who never asked me to do anything for them.

Those who approach the table claiming to be full are often those who eat the most."

– Getúlio Dornelles Vargas ??

"There is an air of faggotness in the Vatican"

– Pope Francis ??

"I will not sign this. Let the man die, as it is befitting, but do not use a tribunal to insult him like that."

– Peter I of Brazil when handed a sentence that established the brutal and humiliating death of João Ratcliff, ringleader of the Confederacy of the Ecuator.

"I was always willing to be reasonable until I had to be unreasonable.

Sometimes reasonable men must do unreasonable things."

– Marvin John Heemeyer ??

20 years ago today, a common man hit them where it hurts. Rest in peace, Marv.

"Thus up from the garden to the Gardener, from the sword to the Smith. To the life-giving Life and the Beauty that makes beautiful."

– C.S. Lewis ?? | A Grief Observed

"'But what does it all mean?' asked Susan when they were somewhat calmer.

'It means,' said Aslan, 'that though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper still which she did not know.

Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn of Time. But if she could have looked a little further back, into the stillness and the darkness before Time dawned, she would have read there a different incantation.

She would have known that when a willing victim who has committed no treachery was killed in a traitor’s stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backwards. And now...'

'Oh yes. Now?' said Lucy jumping up and clapping her hands.

'And now', said Aslan presently, 'to business. I feel I am going to roar.'"

– C.S. Lewis ?? | The Chronicles of Narnia

"'Oh, Aslan!' cried both the children, staring up at him, almost as much frightened as they were glad.

'Aren’t you dead then, dear Aslan?' said Lucy.

'Not now', said Aslan.

'You’re not... not a...?' asked Susan in a shaky voice. She couldn’t bring herself to say the word ghost.

Aslan stooped his golden head and licked her forehead. The warmth of his breath and a rich sort of smell that seemed to hang about his hair came all over her.

'Do I look it?' he said.

'Oh, you’re real, you’re real! Oh, Aslan!' cried Lucy and both girls flung themselves upon him and covered him with kisses."

– C.S. Lewis ?? | The Chronicles of Narnia

"The rising of the sun had made everything look so different — all the colours and shadows were changed — that for a moment they didn’t see the important thing. Then they did.

The Stone Table was broken into two pieces by a great crack that ran down it from end to end; and there was no Aslan.

'Oh, oh, oh!' cried the two girls rushing back to the Table.

'Oh, it’s too bad', sobbed Lucy; 'they might have left the body alone.'

'Who’s done it?' cried Susan. 'What does it mean? Is it more magic?'

'Yes!' said a great voice behind their backs. 'It is more magic.'

They looked round. There, shining in the sunrise, larger than they had seen him before, shaking his mane (for it had apparently grown again) stood Aslan himself."

– C.S. Lewis ?? | The Chronicles of Narnia