Dying People Don't Need Medicine, The Ones

Law Has No Skin, Reason Has No Nostrils.

Let Us Not Ask For Miracles, Let Us Not Ask For Concern With What Is Good For The Country Of Him Who Comes As A Stranger To Make His Fortune And Leave Afterwards.

No, Let Us Not Make God In Our Image, Poor Inhabitants That We Are Of A Distant Planet Lost In Infinite Space. However Brilliant And Sublime Our Intelligence May Be, It Is Scarcely More Than A Small Spark Which Shines And In An Instant Is Extinguished, And It Alone Can Give Us No Idea Of That Blaze, That Conflagration, That Ocean Of Light!

Who Does Not Love His Own Tongue Is Far Worse Than A Brute Or Stinking Fish.

Filipinos Don't Realize That Victory Is The Child Of Struggle, That Joy Blossoms From Suffering, And Redemption Is A Product Of Sacrifice.