People Can Only Be Free If They

The Struggles Waged By Nations Are Weak Only When They Lack Support In The Hearts Of Their Women.

Rights Are To Be Taken, Not Requested; Seized, Not Begged For.

No Fruit On Earth Can Rival The Cemetery's Crop

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

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.