Time is not a thing, thus we can neither waste nor save it; it is always with us.  
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them.
Quality is remembered long after the price is forgotten.
And America, too, is a delusion, the grandest one of all. The white race believes—believes with all its heart—that it is their right to take the land. To kill Indians. Make war. Enslave their brothers. This nation shouldn’t exist, if there is any justice in the world, for its foundations are murder, theft, and cruelty.