Books Console Us, Calm Us, Prepare Us,

Our Wine Is Bitter, But It Is Our Wine.

Man Needs To Suffer. When He Does Not Have Real Griefs He Creates Them.

Man Is A Living Duty, A Depository Of Powers That He Must Not Leave In A Brute State. Man Is A Wing.

In A Time Of Crisis, The Peoples Of The World Must Rush To Get To Know Each Other.

We Are Free, But Not To Be Evil, Not To Be Indifferent To Human Suffering, Not To Profit From The People, From The Work Created And Sustained Through Their Spirit Of Political Association, While Refusing To Contribute To The Political State That We Profit From.