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Just As The Queen Bee, The Highest-ranking, Peerless Creature Of Her Hive, Is Surrounded By Lowly Drones To Please Her, Whereas The Workers Produce Honey, The Same Way Is The One Who Sits On The Throne An Equal Only To Himself, And No One's Companion.

Servants Honor Their Master By Their Service.

Freedom Requires Guns.

Someone Who Is Reluctant To Say What He Needs To Say, Often Ends Up Doing So With An Insolence Whose Crassness Is Proportionate Tohis Fear, Once He Gathers The Necessary Courage.

To Declaim Freedom Verses Seems Like A Poem Within A Poem; Freedom Requires Guns, It Requires Arms, But No Feet.