Man Needs To Suffer. When He Does

My Poems Are Like A Dagger Sprouting Flowers From The Hilt; My Poetry Is Like A Fountain Sprinkling Streams Of Coral Water.

Men Have No Special Right Because They Belong To One Race Or Another: The Word Man Defines All Rights.

There Is Happiness In Duty, Although It May Not Seem So.

A Child Who Does Not Think About What Happens Around Him And Is Content With Living Without Wondering Whether He Lives Honestly Is Like A Man Who Lives From A Scoundrel's Work And Is On The Road To Being A Scoundrel.

It Is Terrible To Speak Of You, Liberty, For One Who Lives Without You.