I Feel That I Am A Man

On The Mountains There Is Freedom! The World Is Perfect Everywhere, Save Where Man Comes With His Torment.

Where There Is Much Freedom There Is Much Error.

Secrecy Is For The Happy,--misery, Hopeless Misery, Needs No Veil; Under A Thousand Suns It Dares Act Openly.

Chains Of Iron Or Of Silk-both Are Chains.

He Who Neglects The Present Moment Throws Away All He Has.