Art Is The Daughter Of Freedom.

Uncommon Men Require No Common Trust; Give Him But Scope And He Will Set The Bounds.

He Cannot Complain Of A Hard Sentence, Who Is Made Master Of His Own Fate.

Only The Soldier Is A Free Man, Because He Can Look Death In The Face.

Rigor Pushed Too Far Is Sure To Miss Its Aim, However Good, As The Bow Snaps That Is Bent Too Stiffly.

That Which Is So Universal As Death Must Be A Benefit.