Poetry Is The Universal Possession Of Mankind,

Oh Happy He Who Still Can Hope In Our Day To Breathe The Truth While Plunged In Seas Of Error! What We Don't Know Is Really What We Need, And What We Know Is Of No Use To Us Whatever!

He Who Is Firm And Resolute In Will Molds The World To Himself.

Mankind? That Is An Abstraction. There Have Always Been And Always Will Be Only Individuals.

If One Mistreats Citizens Of Foreign Countries, One Infringes Upon One's Duty Toward One's Own Subjects; For Thus One Exposes Themto The Law Of Retribution.

I Let Everyone Follow His Own Bent, That I May Be Free To Follow Mine.