The Coldest Word Was Once A Glowing

The Goal Of Yesterday Will Be Our Starting-point To-morrow.

Freedom Is The One Purport, Wisely Aimed At, Or Unwisely, Of All Man's Struggles, Toilings And Sufferings, In This Earth.

The Battle That Never Ends Is The Battle Of Belief Against Disbelief

Pin Thy Faith To No Man's Sleeve. Hast Thou Not Two Eyes Of Thy Own?

Of All Your Troubles, Great And Small, The Greatest Are The Ones That Don't Happen At All.