It Is Enough For The Evil People

When There Is In Nature No Fixed Condition, How Much Less Must There Be In The Life Of A People, Beings Endowed With Mobility And Movement!

There Can Be No Tyrants Where There Are No Slaves.

To Be Happy Does Not Mean To Indulge In Foolishness!

Friar! What A Strange Name. I Don't Remember Having Created Such A Thing!

Hold High The Brow Serene, O Youth, Where Now You Stand; Let The Bright Sheen Of Your Grace Be Seen, Fair Hope Of My Fatherland!