A state, is called the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly lieth it also; and this lie creepeth from its mouth: "I, the state, am the people."
It is a lie! Creators were they who created peoples, and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life.
Destroyers, are they who lay snares for many, and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them.
Where there is still a people, there the state is not understood, but hated as the evil eye, and as sin against laws and customs.

Author: Friedrich Nietzsche

A state, is called the coldest of all cold monsters. Coldly lieth it also; and this lie creepeth from its mouth: "I, the state, am the people."<br />It is a lie! Creators were they who created peoples, and hung a faith and a love over them: thus they served life.<br />Destroyers, are they who lay snares for many, and call it the state: they hang a sword and a hundred cravings over them.<br />Where there is still a people, there the state is not understood, but hated as the evil eye, and as sin against laws and customs. - Friedrich Nietzsche




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