Blessed Are The Peacemakers, For They Have

I Did Not Die, And Yet I Lost Life’s Breath

The Human Race Is In The Best Condition When It Has The Greatest Degree Of Liberty.

If I Thought I Was Replying To Someone Who Would Every Return To The World, This Flame Would Cease It's Flickering. But Since No One Has Returned From These Depths Alive, If What I've Heard Is True, I Will Answer You Without Fear Of Infamy.

O How Far Remov'd, Predestination! Is Thy Foot From Such As See Not The First Cause Entire: And Ye, O Mortal Men! Be Wary How Ye Judge: For We, Who See The Maker, Know Not Yet The Number Of The Chosen; And Esteem Such Scantiness Of Knowledge Our Delight: For All Good Is, In That Primal Good, Concentrate; And God's Will And Ours Are One.

Stand Firm As The Tower That Never Shakes Its Top Whatever Wind May Blow.