When Dictatorship Is A Fact, Revolution Becomes

Wisdom Is The Health Of The Soul.

Oh! Everything I Loved!

Do Not Ask The Name Of The Person Who Seeks A Bed For The Night. He Who Is Reluctant To Give His Name Is The One Who Most Needs Shelter.

Youth, Even In Its Sorrows, Always Has A Brilliancy Of Its Own.

You Ask Me What Forces Me To Speak? A Strange Thing; My Conscience.