Stuttgart Quotes

Major Yildiz has a contact in Stuttgart who is a high-ranking officer of the US V Corps. He is going to help us.

How strange! This bed on which I shall lie has been slept on by more than one dying man, but today it does not repel me! Who knows what corpses have lain on it and for how long? But is a corpse any worse than I? A corpse too knows nothing of its father, mother or sisters or Titus. Nor has a corpse a sweetheart. A corpse, too, is pale, like me. A corpse is cold, just as I am cold and indifferent to everything. A corpse has ceased to live, and I too have had enough of life…. Why do we live on through this wretched life which only devours us and serves to turn us into corpses? The clocks in the Stuttgart belfries strike the midnight hour. Oh how many people have become corpses at this moment! Mothers have been torn from their children, children from their mothers - how many plans have come to nothing, how much sorrow has sprung from these depths, and how much relief!… Virtue and vice have come in the end to the same thing! It seems that to die is man’s finest action - and what might be his worst? To be born, since that is the exact opposite of his best deed. It is therefore right of me to be angry that I was ever born into this world! Why was I not prevented from remaining in a world where I am utterly useless? What good can my existence bring to anyone? … But wait, wait! What’s this? Tears? How long it is since they flowed! How is this, seeing that an arid melancholy has held me for so long in its grip? How good it feels - and sorrowful. Sad but kindly tears! What a strange emotion! Sad but blessed. It is not good for one to be sad, and yet how pleasant it is - a strange state…

Georg Hegel was born in 1770 in Stuttgart, Germany, and studied theology at Tübingen where he met and became friends with the poet Friedrich Hölderlin and the philosopher Friedrich Schelling.

He wanted to walk out—Lord, how he wanted to (or at least he wanted to want to)—but he knew he wouldn’t. It was much the same as the way he left his family in Stuttgart, under a veil of fabricated loyalty. To live. Living was living. The price was guilt and shame.

He wanted to walk out—Lord, how he wanted to (or at least he wanted to want to)—but he knew he wouldn’t. It was much the same as the way he left his family in Stuttgart, under a veil of fabricated loyalty. To live. Living was living. The price was guilt and shame.

Sergeant Major Reinhold von Rumpel is forty-one years old, not so old that he cannot be promoted. He has moist red lips; pale, almost translucent cheeks like fillets of raw sole; and an instinct for correctness that rarely fails him. He has a wife who suffers his absences without complaint, and who arranges porcelain kittens by color, lightest to darkest, on two different shelves in their drawing room in Stuttgart. He also has two daughters whom he has not seen in nine months. The eldest, Veronika, is deeply earnest. Her letters to him include phrases like sacred resolve, proud accomplishments, and unparalleled in history.

The woman was finally done, and Beatrix reached for a magazine. There were always German magazines lying around here, Vogue was extremely rare; who wanted to read German magazines, anyway? Twin Murders in Stuttgart. Certainly an awful place, it even sounded like murder. Sex in Germany. That was probably even worse.

You can get an idea of human nature only when you can see the relationship of the individual human being to the whole cosmos.

We accuse ourselves of not having professed our faith more courageously, of not having prayed more faithfully, of not having believed more joyfully, and of not having loved more fervently.

stilul meu va dobandi un caracter specific din clipa cand nu se va mai sinchisi de nimic, va fi exact, nu va adormi. a face curte direct unei femei pe care o doresti e cea mai mare prostie. asta n-ar reusi decat cu o femeie neatinsa de vanitate. si vanitatea femeilor e locul comun al tuturor filozofilor. fie doua surori A si B: daca vrei ca A sa te placa trebuie neaparat sa incepi prin a-i face curte lui B. ..ajungand la han, am gasit acolo doua fetiscane cu obrajii rumeni. amandoua erau dragute. am apucat-o de cur pe cea mai putin draguta, as fi putut s-o [..] dar m-am gandit ca ar fi imprudent chiar la inceput de campanie. oricum asta mi-a risipit toata melancolia care ma rodea de cand am plecat din Pforzheim si am fost fericit pana la Stuttgart. in timpul drumului am citit Viata lui Alfieri, vol 2. te poti preface o luna-doua dar in cele din urma adevaratul caracter tot iese la iveala: nu tin neaparat sa am femei. Martial a avut, intre 18 si 31 de ani, vreo 22 de femei, dintre care 12 intr-adevar dupa o intriga amoroasa. eu am 25 de ani si in urmatorii 10 ani voi avea probabil 6 femei. voi avea, de asemenea, 20 de cai de acum si pana cand nu voi mai fi in stare sa incalec din pricina varstei. sufletul e oare substanta, sau calitate – pusa odata cu ochiul in trup, consecinta a existentei ochiului? principiul lui Locke potrivit caruia toate ideile ne vin prin simturi, si anatomia pasiunilor asa cum reiese din Helvetius dovedesc ca nu vedem in om niciun fel de efect al sufletului, ca nu exista decat efecte ale simturilor, ca nu exista par conséquent suflet. cele doua portrete ale Imparatului sunt intr-adevar marete, dar Appiani a facut din el un iluminat. se pare ca pictorii nu concep altfel geniul. acea intelegere superioara care surprinde pe cat posibil omeneste raporturile reale dintre lucruri, si care domina evenimentele printr-o prudenta rece, le ramane invizibila. gasesc ca sensibilitatea e inconsistenta, ca autorul [Schiller] n-a adancit suficient ideile majore, in sfarsit ca personajele sale n-au destul spirit [esprit]. exceptand acestea si unele lungimi catre final, piesele sunt bune. dar sensibilitatea intemeiata pe-o serie de idei vagi si umflate, ca aceea din Werther, mi se pare o consecinta a lipsei de spirit specifice natiei, nu ma emotioneaza. raceala germanilor se explica bine prin hrana lor: paine neagra, unt, lapte si bere. cafea totusi, dar ar trebui sa bea vin, si inca din cel mai tare, pt a le insufleti muschii puhavi. apoi lectura Bibliei i-a ajutat si ea sa fie neghiobi si emfatici. de altfel e o cauza care actioneaza si asupra caracterului britanic. dar cei mai mari suverani din sec 18, Frederick II si Catherina II, apartineau acestei natii.

still up at Medium. Again, it’s your alignment that makes you right, not your credentials or the quality of your arguments. Take Knut Wittkowski, for example, one of the victims of YouTube censorship mentioned above. He’s the former head of Biostatistics, Epidemiology and Research Design at Rockefeller University’s Center for Clinical and Translational Science. He has a Ph.D. in computer science from the University of Stuttgart and a Doctor of Science degree in medical biometry from the University of Tübingen, both top German universities. He has as much expertise as anyone from WHO. But he was a staunch critic of the lockdowns and the logic behind them. That made him one of the wrong people.

Of the Russian exiles, Lenin is the last I should have picked as a man of destiny. [Angelica] Balabanoff says that she cannot remember where she first met Lenin and that even when she became conscious of his existence he made no impression upon her. Many others would say the same, but I remember vividly my first meeting with him. It was at dinner in a small Greek restaurant in Soho, not far from the house which bears the tablet commemorating the fact that Karl Marx once lived there. I met him again at Stuttgart, [at the International Socialist Congress] in 1907. In the meantime he had acquired the reputation of being a brilliant student of Marxian economics, a dangerous antagonist in all intra-party controversies and a master of revolutionary tactics and sectarian conspiracies. At the conference he was usually surrounded by a small group of whispering disciples. … Some of Lenin's enemies believed that he was a paid emissary of the Russian police. His tactics and the dissensions which he promoted among the Russian socialists aroused suspicion. He was a fanatic, a disorganizer, a sectarian, who gave no indication in pre-war days of having the qualities of a national leader. He won his battles but they were always directed against his comrades.

Where to Begin?” Printed in Stuttgart in March 1902, under the title What Is to Be Done? Burning Questions of Our Movement,

I decided not to turn away and let him rot. I took a different tack. God knows he wanted to get out, but how? It came to me that the very zeal with which he clung to his religious ideals made him an ideal prospect of our organization, so I put that to him. Agree to join up with the SS and I will speak in your behalf. It didn’t hurt, either, that his father was a noted magistrate at Neuruppin. “At first he balked, but didn’t hold out long. My argument won over the review board, who saw things my way – much to the satisfaction of his father, I might add. He was assigned to train in Holland for our Hygiene Service, after which we went our separate ways. Till this day we’ve never so much as had a beer together, in fact I haven’t seen him personally at all, since the day I bade farewell to him in Stuttgart. My fond memories of him went beyond the feather he was in my cap I had every reason to believe he would pan out as the model SS officer he seemed to have the makings of. You might say he became, from being my protégé, something of a son to me. The son I never had and never will.” He stopped a moment to watch her. “I’m in no hurry to do him harm. He’s definitely on our side, for all intents and purposes. However, something recently has happened to cast doubts on the ideals I dressed him up in. I will not hand it over to the Gestapo and their clubfooted methods. I could be wrong, yet I cannot afford to leave a stone unturned. The Gestapo would plow up a whole field and eat everything in sight. That’s where you come in.” “How do you think you’ll get away with this?” “With the utmost discretion between you

The only overt sign of disaffection following the collapse at Stalingrad came from a small group of Munich students, known as the White Rose. Their ideas spread to other students in Hamburg, Berlin, Stuttgart and Vienna. On 18 February, after a campaign of leaflets and slogans painted on walls calling for the overthrow of Nazism, Sophie Scholl and her brother Hans were arrested after scattering more handbills at the Ludwig-Maximilian University in Munich. Tortured by the Gestapo, then sentenced to death by Roland Freisler at a special session of the People’s Court in Munich, brother and sister were beheaded. A number of other members of their circle, including the professor of philosophy, Kurt Huber, suffered similar fates.

Sinclair unzipped the pouch and Reacher smelled copier paper still hot from the printer. There had been a flurry of phone calls, he guessed, and then a high-speed digital transmission incoming from somewhere, either Personnel Command back home, or Stuttgart maybe, directly into the Hamburg consulate, where a high-speed machine had done fast work, and where the young attaché in the Brooks Brothers tie had caught the tumbling pages and butted them together and zipped them up and grabbed a cab. The National Security Council. Even faster than the army press room. The

Nothing happened on the trip to Berlin, Leipzig, and Hannover in March. Or on the trip to Bremen, Hamburg, and Lübeck in April. Or on the trip to Bamberg and Mannheim in May. Or Munich, Linz, and Salzburg in June. Or Dresden, Koblenz, and Stuttgart in July—although it was noteworthy, in Koblenz, that the Gnome was back to preferring one six-footer at a time.

At Wilhelma, a zoo in Stuttgart, Germany, for example, two females attacked a male and bit his penis in half (a microsurgeon repaired the damage and the male went on to reproduce).

We want to be aware that physical existence is a continuance of the spiritual, and that what we have to do in education is a continuation of what higher beings have done without our assistance. Our form of educating can have the correct attitude only when we are aware that our work with young people is a continuation of what higher beings have done before birth.

for anyone else until you have wisely and effectively understood and undertaken to change yourself?

for how can you become wise and effective for anyone else until you have wisely and effectively understood and undertaken to change yourself?

Although we can physically see children only after their birth, we need to be aware that birth is also a continuation. We do not want to look only at what the human being experiences after death, that is, at the spiritual continuation of the physical. We want to be aware that physical existence is a continuance of the spiritual, and that what we have to do in education is a continuation of what higher beings have done without our assistance. Our form of educating can have the correct attitude only when we are aware that our work with young people is a continuation of what higher beings have done before birth.

you will not be good teachers if you focus only upon what you do and not upon what you are.

Türk vatandaşlarının en yoğun bulunduğu ülkelerden biri olan Stuttgart'da büyü yapan ve büyü bozan medyum hoca arayışı dikkat çekiyor. Stuttgart medyumu olarak en tanınan isimlerin başında Medyum Ali Gürses Hoca geliyor. Çalışmalarını yurtdışına da gönderebilen Medyum Ali Hoca'ya medyumalibey @ gmail.com mail adresinden veya 0535 590 62 75 numaralı telefondan ulaşılabilmekte.

İşlemlerindeki yüksek başarı oranları ve güvenilirliğiyle uzun yıllardır Stuttgart'dan büyü yaptırmak ve büyü bozdurmak isteyenlerin ilk tercihi olan Medyum Ali Gürses Hoca'nın resmi sayfası olan medyumali.com 'dan çalışma alanları ve prensiplerini inceleyebilir, kendisiyle ilgili daha fazla bilgi sahibi olabilirsiniz. 

Medyum Ali Hoca başta Mısır olmak üzere birçok farklı ülkede uzun yıllar havas ve ilm-i ledün alanında eğitim alarak kendini geliştirmiş, Türkiye'de parapsikoloji, kuantum ve bioenerji üzerine ihtisas yapmıştır. Türkiye'nin en iyi medyumları arasında gösterilen Medyum Ali Gürses Hoca aşk, bağlama, kısmet açma, rızık açma vefkleri, büyü bozma, yıldızname gibi birçok konuda uzun yıllardır Stuttgart başta olmak üzere yurtdışındaki Türklere de hizmet vermektedir.

Germany - Tübingen, Stuttgart, Rottenburg am Neckar, Nuremberg, Vaduz, Füssen. Switzerland – Lucerne. United Kingdom – London, Isle of Wight.

On cite souvent les cas de Henri III et de Henri IV de France, qui auraient été pris d’une passion subite et irrésistible pour des femmes dont üs avaient senti les vêtements intimes ; dans le cas de Henri III, on dit que sa passion, née ainsi, pour Marie de Qèves, à survécu à la mort tragique de celle-d. Cf. R. von Krafft-Ebing, PsychopaOtia Sexualis, Stuttgart '®, p. 25. Lorsque cet auteur doute (p. 18) que des effets de ce genre liés aux centres olfactifs puissent se vérifier « chez des individus normaux », il identifie évidemment les individus normaux à ceux qui ont une sensibilité « subtile » assez réduite. Ploss-Baitels (Op. cil., vol. I, p. 467 sq) font allusion à des croyances populaires selon lesquelles l’odeur du corps (nous dirions : de l’être) d’une personne peut avoir un effet intoxicant sur une autre personne, si celle-ci est de sexe opposé.

While some survivors like Karl Meyer of Cologne and Joseph Weinberg of Stuttgart say that they had not experienced much anti-Semitism from their German neighbors and townsfolk, the majority of the survivors offered harsher assessments. Nevertheless, most of the survivors also did not agree with people like the former Berliner Henry Singer, who stated that “the anti-Semitism was there before Hitler.

a police official in SS uniform, probably a member of the Gestapo, turned up in a senior high school class in the Stuttgart area. He was there to explain the background of ‘shootings “because of resistance” one could read about from time to time in the press’. He said simply, that while courts worked well when hard evidence could be found, the police had to act when there was insufficient evidence. They knew how to recognize guilt and were not bound by rules of evidence as were judges, so that the police could become the proverbial judge, jury, and executioner. Lest students worry unduly, they were assured that the police did not execute anyone without ‘previously thoroughly examining’ the case.

NETFEED/NEWS: Stuttgart Protest Memorial (visual: parade of people bearing candles) VO: Thousands gathered in Stuttgart for a candlelight vigil to honor the twenty-three homeless people slain by German federal police in a riot over housing. (visual: young man in tears, head bloodied) WITNESS: “They had body armor. Big spikes sticking out. They just kept coming and coming. . . .