For Myself I Think That One Wrong

No Good Water Comes From A Muddy Spring. No Sweet Fruit Comes From A Bitter Seed.

I Go Where There Are No Slaves, Hangmen Or Oppressors; Where Faith Does Not Kill; Where The One Who Reigns Is God.

In The Middle Ages, Everything Bad Was The Work Of The Devil, Everything Good, The Work Of God. Today, The French See Everything In Reverse And Blame The Germans For It.

Tomorrow At 7, I Shall Be Shot; But I Am Innocent Of The Crime Of Rebellion. I Am Going To Die With A Tranquil Conscience.

I Want To Show To Those Who Deprive People The Right To Love Of Country, That When We Know How To Sacrifice Ourselves For Our Duties And Convictions, Death Does Not Matter If One Dies For Those One Loves – For His Country And For Others Dear To Him.