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it took flight into the religious domain, into the region of the sacred, of the ideal. Hence, since then, the fight for the
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Against the
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the
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are quite naturally, and with equal right, brought to bear: right against right, where of course one is decried by the other as
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as against the rest. That you cannot; as against them you remain forever
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; for they surely would not be your opponents if they were not in
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too; they will always make you out
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But, as against the right of the rest, yours is a higher, greater, _more powerful_ right, is it not? No such thing! Your right is not more powerful if you are not more powerful. Have Chinese subjects a right to freedom? Just bestow it on them, and then look how far you have gone wrong in your attempt: because they do not know how to use freedom they have no right to it, or, in clearer terms, because they have not freedom they have not the right to it. Children have no right to the condition of majority because they are not of age, _i. e._ because they are children. Peoples that let themselves be kept in nonage have no right to the condition of majority; if they ceased to be in nonage, then only would they have the right to be of age. This means nothing else than
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What you have the _power_ to be you have the _right_ to. I derive all right and all warrant from _me_; I am _entitled_ to everything that I have in my power. I am entitled to overthrow Zeus, Jehovah, God, etc., if I _can_; if I cannot, then these gods will always remain in the right and in power as against me, and what I do will be to fear their right and their power in impotent
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to keep their commandments and believe that I do right in everything that I do according to _their_ right, about as the Russian boundary-sentinels think themselves rightfully entitled to shoot dead the suspicious persons who are escaping, since they murder
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_i. e._
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But I am entitled by myself to murder if I myself do not forbid it to myself, if I myself do not fear murder as a
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This view of things lies at the foundation of Chamisso's poem,
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The Valley of Murder,