Only Those Who Hate The Negro See

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

Freedoms, Like Privileges, Prevail Or Are Imperiled Together You Cannot Harm Or Strive To Achieve One Without Harming Or Furthering All.

Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca, En Julio Como En Enero, Para El Amigo Sincero Que Me Da Su Mano Franca. Y Para El Cruel Que Me Arranca El Corazon Con Que Vivo, Cardo Ni Oruga Cultivo Cultivo Una Rosa Blanca. I Have A White Rose To Tend In July As In January; I Give It To The True Friend Who Offers His Frank Hand To Me. And To The Cruel One Whose Blows Break The Heart By Which I Live, Thistle Nor Thorn Do I Give: For Him, Too, I Have A White Rose.

Only Those Who Spread Treachery, Fire, And Death Out Of Hatred For The Prosperity Of Others Are Undeserving Of Pity.

Love Is The Bond Between Men, The Way To Teach And The Center Of The World.