If We Must Die, O Let Us

If A Man Is Not Faithful To His Own Individuality, He Cannot Be Loyal To Anything.

If We Must Die, Let It Not Be Like Hogs Hunted And Penned In An Inglorious Spot, If We Must Die, O Let Us Nobly Die.

The Shivering Birds Beneath The Eaves Have Sheltered For The Night.

Nations, Like Plants And Human Beings, Grow. And If The Development Is Thwarted They Are Dwarfed And Overshadowed.

We Are Like Trees. We Wear All Colors Naturally.