Man Needs To Go Outside Himself In

Habit Creates The Appearance Of Justice; Progress Has No Greater Enemy Than Habit.

Poetry Is The Work Of The Bard And Of The People Who Inspire Him.

Let Those Who Desire A Secure Homeland Conquer It. Let Those Who Do Not Conquer It Live Under The Whip And In Exile, Watched Over Like Wild Animals, Cast From One Country To Another, Concealing The Death Of Their Souls With A Beggar's Smile From The Scorn Of Free Men.

Peoples Are Made Of Hate And Of Love, And More Of Hate Than Love.

He Who Uses The Office He Owes To The Voters Wrongfully And Against Them Is A Thief.