The World Laughs At Another Man's Pain.

It Is A Useless Life That Is Not Consecrated To A Great Ideal. It Is Like A Stone Wasted On The Field Without Becoming A Part Of Any Edifice.

When There Is In Nature No Fixed Condition, How Much Less Must There Be In The Life Of A People, Beings Endowed With Mobility And Movement!

God Has Made Man A Cosmopolite. He Created Seas For Ships To Glide On, The Wind To Push Them, And The Stars To Guide Them Even In Darkest Night.

To Doubt God Is To Doubt One's Own Conscience, And In Consequence It Would Be To Doubt Everything.

To Live Is To Be Among Men, And To Be Among Men Is To Struggle, A Struggle Not Only With Them But With Oneself; With Their Passions, But Also With One's Own.