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In Every Country Where Independence Has Taken The Place Of Liberty, The First Desire Of A Manly Heart Is To Possess A Weapon Which At Once Renders Him Capable Of Defence Or Attack, And, By Rendering Its Owner Fearsome, Makes Him Feared.

But Valentine, Why Despair, Why Always Paint The Future In Such Sombre Hues?" Maximilien Asked. "because, My Friend, I Judge It By The Past.

It Is Rare That One Can See In A Little Boy The Promise Of A Man, But One Can Almost Always See In A Little Girl The Threat Of A Woman.

You Scholars, You're In Communication With The Devil.

Youth Is A Blossom Whose Fruit Is Love; Happy Is He Who Plucks It After Watching It Slowly Ripen.