Fear Is The Virtue Of Slaves; But

People Demand Freedom Only When They Have No Power.

Each Day Is A Branch Of The Tree Of Life Laden Heavily With Fruit. If We Lie Down Lazily Beneath It, We May Starve; But If We Shake The Branches, Some Of The Fruit Will Fall For Us.

Youth, Hope, And Love: To Build A New Life On A Ruined Life, To Make The Future Fairer Than The Past, And Make The Past Appear A Troubled Dream.

Oh The Long And Dreary Winter! Oh The Cold And Cruel Winter!

Know How Sublime A Thing It Is To Suffer And Be Strong.