Barcelona, 5 November 1868
El Ermitaño
"It has been years that I am living in the desert ... I have seen my brothers so busy fabricating death machines. In a single moment the land is turned into a graveyard ... My voice of peace, love and fraternity is suppressed by the roar of the cannon ... I rose with the speed of an eagle on human misery, and here I have found rest and happiness."
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