The political leadership did not realize that this deep state would drag it to the precipice and push it over the edge. This is the great lesson! Whoever limits democracy or helps in its tearing-down for selfish reasons, as the Right-wing Establishment did then, dooms, not only the people by putting them through immense suffering but also themselves because they will be without doubt the next victims. – Georgios Romaios, Journalist

”The desire of our democratic people for a peace march from Marathon to Athens is now fulfilled. I started from the top of the Marathon Tomb, I was arrested approximately at twenty-eight kilometres and thrown into a military lorry and held illegally and unconstitutionally for three hours and a half. Unfortunately, I have realized that there is no democracy in Greece since men chosen by the people are crushed without the slightest hesitation.” – Grigorios Lambrakis’ telegram to Parliament, Government and Party Leaders after he completed the 1st Marathon Peace March on 21 April 1963.

I have begun to emerge from the events. I have come out, like the diver after a long header, breathless, with my eyes tingly with salt because I insisted on keeping them open in the depths in order to find out things that would help me draw the map of your submerged Atlantis. So many layers of water covered me, and yet in this absolute darkness, it was you who gave me my heart’s excitement. I want to forget you and save myself from your beauty that weighs on me. I need to retire to a neutral region where you do not exist. I cannot resurrect dead fires. I prefer living fires even if compared to you they seem like ash. – ”Z”, Vassileos Vassilikos

”In 1936, Spyridon Louis was invited as guest of honour and marched right behind Ioannis Seraidaris, the shot put champion, who carried the ‘sky-blue-white’ flag at the opening ceremony. He was dressed in the traditional military costume: a white shirt, the famous ‘foustanella’ or stiff pleated skirt, the tight-fitting leggings, the embroidered over-jacket, the tasselled fez and the funny pomponed shoes called ‘tsarouchia’. Louis’ quaint appearance must have appealed to Hitler’s volkisch aesthetics because he asked to be introduced personally to him. Accompanied by his lieutenants and an interpreter, he descended to the arena. There, he presented a tearful Louis with a gift and Louis responded in kind with an olive branch, a symbol of peace and love that had come straight from the sacred grove on Mount Olympus. And while loudspeakers announced that the Fuehrer was conversing with the legendary marathoner and camera flashes captured resoundingly this historic moment, the ungainly commoner and son of a poor water-carrier put the interpreter in a slightly embarrassing situation when he asked: ”How are you Mr. Hitler? How is your family doing?” It is said that the Greek Ambassador came close to experiencing a heart attack when he heard this flagrant and grave lapse in etiquette.” – Excerpt from A Pacifist’s Life and Death. p.21

In the world in which you will live and make new experiences, remember to be always fair and worthy of love, as you were here. Love thy fellow man, and look upon him with forbearance and clemency. Make sure to spread, as you did here, happiness and laughter, a laughter continually denied to Mankind, but which it needs so desperately if it is to create something good in the future. When you go to Athens, please remember me, because for me you have always been a bright star which dazzled and blinded whoever came close to it”. –  Lt Alexandros Manolakos bids farewell to Grigorios Lambrakis who is getting ready to go to Athens and then the Front to act as Army doctor, 6th January 1941